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my soul was not originally darkened
it was as light as white as building wall
against the backgroud of arabic sunset.

one day all covered in a shadow of
miseries, but not her own,
she felt herself so dark that darkness was her partner.

then suddenly the sun appeared,
and, like a guest, whom no one asked to come,
it covered all the wall with magic dust
without asking...

the wall all sparkling asked: why have you come?
I was all dark and sad and
found it quite all right.
What should I do with all this magic dust?

But then she sniffed and realized
the spring is here
and the love is here
and the sun is really bright.