Poetry
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Beneath Olive Trees
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In the land where olive trees once stood tall,There is nothing left at all. A tapestry of hope and sorrow weaves,Lives and land are being stolen by thieves. Streets that used to be filled with laughter, are now shadowed with pain,Stories of courage, like whispers of rain. Children running with tears in their eyes,Hanging on…
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The Woe of Fall
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Before the woe of fall I wonder if leaves Know their fathers From the forest crown To the quiet ground If the birds will sing And nest a knot Of twigs and sharp thorns Among the top Families will grow Before leaves will rot The soil beneath Will catch them softly While people watch Hands…
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