O those who pass between fleeting words
carry your names, and be gone
Rid our time of your hours, and be gone
Steal what you will from the blueness of the sea
And the sand of memory
Take what pictures you will, so that you understand
That which you never will:
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Learned of Darwish from reading Apeirogon by Colum McCann. Can it be possible? Peace?