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The mountains give off an erie glow
If you happened to catch it at the right time.
The birds chirp gladly in the valleys
Between the unpicked olive trees.
And if you gaze at the stars at midnight
They appear like a million fireflies in the shining sky
But I speak only from memory
For you see, curfews have caged me.
It has been three years since I saw any of those
So to you, O paper, I express my woes.

George Gardashian

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The following comments are for "The Memories"
by arkaleel

Wow...I can't imagine this plight and unjustness. Please forgive our ignorance. Your poety is mellow but powerful! Please do not lose heart. There has to be a purpose to all of this. I have read your other articles. Know what I know from TV
and the news reportings; can only shake my head in disbelief.
We certainly are not hearing the truth from them. I pray 'mercy' for all of us.

( Posted by: C.L. Mareydt [Member] On: July 30, 2003 )

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