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DO YOU REALLY KNOW ME? DO YOU KNOW ANYTHING AT ALL?

BABY,

I TRY MY BEST TO BE THAT GOOD BOY

THAT POLITE BOY WHO KNOW HOW TO FORGET

AND RESTART HIS LIFE AGAIN

BUT YOUR MEMEROIS WITH THOSE EYES YOU GOT

KEEP AWAKING MY BRAIN AND MAKE ME WANT TO WRITE

I MEAN TO SHOUT AGAIN   

BABY,

I AM NOT STUPID

I HAVE A BRAIN

I HAVE A PERSONALITY

I HAVE A MIND

BESIDES THAT I HAVE A PEN

AND A TALENT

I HAVE ALSO TEARS

THAT TASTE ABIT SALTY

BUT , TO ME, THEY TASTE SO  SWEAT

LISTEN TO ME BABY:

تنازعني إليك أشواق

لكنني لا أستجيب

تعلمت منذُ نعومت أضفاري

أن أعتني بالكتب

أن أستشف مكنونها

وأقبل الغلاف

بعد ليلة ليلاء

من السفر

خلال السطور

ثم ألقي رأسي المتعب

على وسادتي

صديقتي

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