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That was not a country. But it had all it needed to imprint its image on us, we the children of impossible clay. That was not a country. But it could erase the scrolls of our destiny. Look how it rises in us again, and splits our blood like lightning! We had forgotten it and said we'll never see its papyrus, not even in dreams. We had forgotten it the way soldiers forget first kisses, the way a bed forgets the floor, the way a wave forgets bottom moss. We had forgotten it and said we'll never see it again. Who let it in through the window? Who slipped it under the door? Who brought it to us unaware to abduct us with its bloody hands and to toss us on top of a heap of meat for vultures? *** Paris, 5/5/1991 ______________ Translated by Khaled Mattawa
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