We met magical habibi. Together so magical. Genesis. Gods. We lit galaxies with our fingers. We breathed wind with our whispers. Mud was your bedsheet and our unity Adam. We died when we slept, eras passed as we slumbered, we birthed when we woke, resurrection in our morning.
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