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Poem by Fatima Hammouda

Life is the rhythm of music,

ascending and descending

excitement of the tempo.

Life is the waves of the sea,

ascending and descending,

excitement of the tide.

Neither the ebb nor tide lasts.

That it is life, not bound to joys or sorrows only.

We will not understand the meaning of health

if there is no disease.

We will not feel the taste of joy,

if we do not worry and cry.

We will not know the value of family

unless we move away and leave them.

Life is nothing but a passing train.

Let us live it in peace with those we love

and look on the bright side to find joy.


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