Are we aloneA Poem by Rama MasriMy grandmother always had this dream to be a writer and I am living that dream for her.
I walk out in the cold night
Thinking Wondering I look up at the shining stars Are those homes Are they souls Or are they the memory of our ancestors longing to live once again. © 2017 Rama MasriReviews
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AuthorRama MasriAboutI am an ordinary person like everyone else nothing special, although I do have a goal that I'm willing to reach. more..Writing
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