In the train to Algiers, I saw my pure innocence
I approached my early childhood
My heart beats the existence
In the hollow of his cheek, powerful dream m'enfante
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Very poignant and compact write with the concepts and imageries...i appreciate and i feel if i could see the way u saw Algiers...well done