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Who will cure meof my sequestrationand sweet secret
—my monochrome dream

— Djamal Amrani

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He loved the humble, set tenderness free Devoured the past

When our joy tells the beads of present freedoms

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His face—mirror of cruelties—where a chorus of cries
Fuses our hope, sharpens our freedom

Who will recount my rootless garden and my door opento all comers

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