In praise of the high shadow

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In Praise of the High Shadow by Mahmoud Darwish... The mask has fallen from the mask from the mask, the mask has fallen. You have no brothers, my brother, no friends, my friend, no fortresses. You have no water, no medicine, no sky, no blood, no sail, no front, no back. Tighten your siege... there is no escape. Your arm has fallen, so pick it up and strike your enemy... there is no escape. And I have fallen near you, so pick me up and strike your enemy with me... for you are now free, free, and free... Your dead, or your wounded, are ammunition within you, so strike with them. Strike your enemy... there is no escape.