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Weddings by Mahmoud Darwish... For hands of stone and thyme, this anthem... For Ahmed, the forgotten one, between two butterflies, the clouds passed and scattered me, and the mountains threw their cloaks and hid me, descending from the bee of the old wound to the details of the land. And the year was the separation of the sea from the cities of ash, and I was alone, then alone... Ah, my loneliness? And Ahmed