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Beirut
crepaway

The black beast swallows the air of Lebanon.
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it doesn’t speak.
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it kills so people can’t speak.
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and it screams,
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at the living to remain silent.
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it screams to destroy words before uttered.
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so the living, the witness quiets.
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so the witness weakness, forgets he’s the witness
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and becomes a victim
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of sick twisted liberty.
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a tourist of psychology.
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She said the sea looks blue. I remember the sea being blue.  
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The black beast grows with death. its neck grows with violence, and its collar becomes the story. the story of another freedom and its opposite, Freedom.
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as the dead disappear delivering silent testimonies.
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On paper memories borrow from memories,
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numbers, cities, justice by strategies,
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a gibber of horror, to mask
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the war of imprisoned heads.
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She said our house is probably destroyed. I remember our house it was next to the lighthouse.
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18 Jul 06

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Touching , sublime and honest.
 — unknown

3 in 1 - good deal.
 — crepaway

I hover over Beirut
Preparing for an honor killing.
 — unknown

oooo Burn
 — crepaway

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