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I'll tell you the secret,
Why I'm so desperately lost and cannot be found.
I was born in a sunny day in a small garden
From the seed of a flower.
The garden had no walls-
I had no anger and no barriers.
But I was restless and unsure,
So I borrowed a body and I borrowed a soul
And walked out of the garden to look for my true nature.
That's how I came to be lost,
For now I am neither man nor flower.

by Mahvash Mossaed


Nizar Qabbani