The Middle East
even in the Middle East, beauty
is.
war and passion and sacrifices of life and love and passion and war.
dear reader, read this phrase twice and twice more
and I pray that rain never feels quite the same again.
feel this beautiful change, as the sun peaks over the horizon.
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