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There was a time,

but it’s long gone now,

it’s been 6pm for a few months,

Yesterday we’ll see and

tomorrow we saw

the same

stagnating pixelated sunset,

over a city that opened its arms,

to a sea that will not rise,

Algiers likes the chase,

loves the absence,

loathes the presence,

the orthodoxy of a young heart,

that has yet to be broken.

 

 

Thilleli G.

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