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The Comeback
I have been
the disguised subject of myself,
will-less, too shy
to declare my love for fear of isolation,
of being restrained and confined.
I now open the channel,
to hear your sounds:
complex cries of cutting pain.
Destiny has assigned me
to be your supporting hand.
O, tortured mother,
I am the absent,
your dependent little boy.
Take me into your lap,
and give me your drop of acceptance.
Anwar Al-Ghassani
San José, September 24, 2007
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