Noha Al-Salem ... in a bold dialogue with the Eritrean journalist and poet Ahmed Omar Al-Sheikh ... ((Our Eritrean Mawwilina, Taya us from Sudan, "Ahmed Omar Sheikh" pen, rhyme and heart)) Under the forgotten wall of my body I am now passing my country I say the relaxation of formation and recitation I shout the suffering of the poor, haunted by stares and anniversaries On the barracks, a wavy wave of melody Fold the neglect of history, words and dates I plant her love in love In the steps lament Above cement classes and forests And the Copper Cities On a shade of rock Whatever ships !! Sunny myth Is it hot ?? And I can't wait !! Inhabit me On a bridge from Laqiya The witnesses of our blessed life are Yazmni I am now passing my country Could a vision dispel this vision? Keep me away. This is how he admires the horses of his creativity with alphabetical love and an arid imagination that shines among the lights of the chandeliers, so that the wealth shines - the able broa
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