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To try to forget the past
I put words to my humble thoughts
To avoid reminiscences
And to sharpen the concupiscences.

I've been on the airwaves without the open sea
I suffered the clouds and their discharge
I've been on the move all the time
My life seems like a happy flash.

My sadness in the ether evaporates
When the element in a real quartet
Invite me to celestial journey
With proud and modest souls.

This is where I enjoy the bliss
Without equivocation or adversity
Friendship is a cousin to love
When one dies the other becomes unloved.

Moulay Cherif Chebihi Hassani