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Mar 26
Oh Habibti.
Before I planned to marry you.
I had already married Palestine.
I had married Palestine with my deepest soul.
Then I got to know you and realized something.
That you are the human form of Palestine.
Palestine in the form of a beautiful woman.
That's you wearing thobe.
That's you cooking maqluba.
That's you dancing dabke.
That's you pounding olives.
That's you showing resilience.
That's you teaching life.
That's you who made me fall in love.
Oh Habibti.


March 2025

By Alvian Eleven
Alvian Eleven
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