I'm not a wild flower, and not like Gilgamesh who came
after a long journey to rest and took a tablet of lapis lazuli to write down
all his magical adventures. I just want you to be my friend to love you deeply
and miss you violently. The summer sun in Iraq is crazy so be my friend so that
our sun wears a blue scarf. Be my friend so our morning will have a different
smile, the moon has a different tale and the summer has another taste. Be my
friend and the nights will have a different feeling, and our talks will have
another meaning. Just be my friend and you will see how the celebration will
begin.
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