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MEMORIES

ARABIC

PUMPKIN PIE

"The smell of pumpkin pie wafts in the air, as I hear my mother bustling around in the kitchen."

by Hebah Jihad

(translated in Arabic)

WAY TOO YOUNG

"No older than twenty-three, got out the house to go to work. Smiling as she was crossing the street, not knowing what was coming towards."

by Hebah Jihad

(translated in Arabic)

LATE AT NIGHT

"Late at night, as the trees sway with the wind and the crickets speak their mind, I lay in bed remembering days that were full of laughter..."

by Hebah Jihad

(translated in Arabic)

NONSENSE

"Words are spoken, loudly, obnoxiously, nonsense in years, hurting my eardrums."

by Hebah Jihad

(translated in Arabic)

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