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Fighting The Wind
I climbed up the mountain at night unsheathing my sword in my hand, Something evil there I want to fight, I don’t hide my head at danger into the sand.
The battle was so fierce, though there was no sound. Was the evil invisible, or my eyes were blind? but the wounds were painfully bleeding on the ground. Oh…. power is not in swords; it’s in peace of mind.
“What have I done?” “ Cool down.” I said to myself, Some patience can turn a monster nice and tame, and the fire unless you feed it, it can’t feed itself, the huge hell starts always a tinny flame
When the dawn removed the night at the end, I found myself foolishly fighting the wind.
Hamed EL Agamy
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