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Remained vision

١١ زيارة
Poetry
I bared to her verses, free and unchained,
Between me and poetry, a vision remained.
I wrapped her within lines, soft and deep,
Yet no words could i keep.
A prophet of verse—I wield no bible or swayed
Upon no soul was burden laid.
Dr.#naji_mokh