his name's mimo, but not my friend Mimo... heh
posted by Sawsan @ Thursday, July 28, 2005
About Me
- Name: Sawsan
When u hear the angles whispering God’s praise, & when the river spills tenderly and proudly, & the sea embraces the mountain in harmony, & when the moon talks to u in clear July nights, & the sun plays around with you on the warm April snow, Just then, you surely are in Lebanon. I was enjoying my last teens when we were forced to leave the land where the ringing of the church bells competes with the shouts of God from the minarets of the mosques. I was forced to leave because I believed in the goal which Lebanon personified, the goal of living in the middle of the death that existed in the Middle East region. I was forced to leave because the crows lead & rule this nation of peace. I left…… leaving there my life, my smiles, my cries, my squalls of love, in which flowers were the scene of this love’s birth, & my heart beatings garnished the roads upon that meeting, which represents love, pledge & aspiration. Do not ask me who am I …. I'm like the October bloom; I'm a Lebanese girl, high fronted like Sannin, the lily whose fragrance is among all basils.
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1 Comments:
At 12:09 PM,
louli said…
ehehehheh hahhahahah ehehehehe .
bass lek chou 3e2el eheeh seme3 l kelmeh , l hay2a bi7ebb l tswir ehehhe
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