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<pubDate>Fri, 25 Dec 2009 03:43 EST</pubDate>
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<title>حكايتي الغريبة</title>
<link>http://me.zorpia.com/soussi222/journal/1644025</link>
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  &lt;p align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;font face="verdana,arial,helvetica,sans-serif" color="#fc00ff" size="5">&lt;br />&lt;br />حكايتي غريبة&lt;br />ومن الخيال قريبة&lt;br />وعن الواقع هي بالفعل بعيدة&lt;br />فبينما وحدي أسير&lt;br />في ذلك الزحام&lt;br />الناس من حولي نيام&lt;br />أريد أن أمر &lt;br />من ذالك المكان&lt;br />لمحته بعيني&lt;br />ذالك المحل&lt;br />جواهر خواتم&lt;br />تبرق كالنجوم&lt;br />وأنا في ذهول&lt;br />وعقلي قد شارف والله على الجنون&lt;br />وقلبي بتلك الجواهر لا يعرف السكون&lt;br />أذاك العقد آآخذ&lt;br />أم هذه الحجول&lt;br />والبائع في سبات&lt;br />يغط في النوم العميق&lt;br />وفكرت الكثير والكثير&lt;br />والحيرة في عقلي لا تعرف التسكين &lt;br />أريدها أريدها &lt;br />قلبي يقول هكذا&lt;br />لكن أنا &lt;br />؟؟؟؟؟؟؟؟&lt;br />وأنا في حيرتي إذا&lt;br />بصوت أمي عالياً&lt;br />هيا أفيق انهض&lt;br />فوقت الصلاة قد انقضى&lt;br />&lt;/font>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p></description>
<category>Photography &amp; Art</category>
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<pubDate>Sun, 11 Feb 2007 06:38 EST</pubDate>
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<title>hello</title>
<link>http://me.zorpia.com/soussi222/journal/1609628</link>
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  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">&lt;font size="2">A Wanderer who wanders around&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">&lt;font size="2">Wandering everywhere his feet take him&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">&lt;font size="2">Greeting everysoul everytime he meet,&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">&lt;font size="2">Making his life a little less entertaining.&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">&lt;font size="2">Walking here and there with and empty thought&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">&lt;font size="2">Walking aimlessly down the road&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">&lt;font size="2">Only times that he would stop&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">&lt;font size="2">To clear his mind with a doubt.&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">&lt;font size="2">Along the way he come to a halt&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">&lt;font size="2">With suddden things comes to his thoughts&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">&lt;font size="2">Suddenly he remembered all his problems&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">&lt;font size="2">Thins that made him suffered all along.&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">A problem that made him realise&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">Not to trust people so much&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">Trying so hard just to find a friend&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">Who turn out to be another fiend&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">To an innocent act somone would bad-mouthed&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">Telling the whole world about the act&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">Not knowing about the truth&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">Making the wanderer feel bad&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">A day has passed just thinking about his problems&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">To his relief that's all history&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">Smile came back to his pityful face&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;strong>&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="COLOR: fuchsia">And now back to his neverending journey&lt;/span>&lt;/strong>&lt;/p>
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<category>Personal</category>
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<pubDate>Sun, 05 Nov 2006 15:51 EST</pubDate>
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<title>Passer des heures avec toi…</title>
<link>http://me.zorpia.com/soussi222/journal/1609626</link>
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  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;font size="4">&lt;strong>&lt;u>&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #000066">&lt;font face="tahoma,arial,helvetica,sans-serif">&lt;del>&lt;em>Passer des heures avec toi…&lt;/em>&lt;/del>&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/u>&lt;/strong>&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"> &lt;/span>&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #660066">&lt;font size="4">J’adore ces moments où, pendant des heures,&lt;br />On reste là à parler de tout et un peu de rien. &lt;br />À ces instants, je nage dans les vagues du bonheur, &lt;br />Ils confectionnent mes rêves, avec toi, je suis si bien.&lt;br />J’imagine que je t’apporte un ouragan de tendresse, &lt;br />Et que je me livre à toi avec émotions et délicatesse.&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;font size="4">&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #996600">&lt;font size="5">Une seconde, avec toi, me fait oublier mon passé, &lt;br />Qui n’a pas toujours été comme j’aurais aimé.&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt"> &lt;/span>&lt;/font>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #660066">&lt;font size="4">Une illusion m’apparaît devant mes yeux, tu es là,&lt;br />Juste à côtés de mon cœur brisé, tout près de moi. &lt;br />Je suis paralysé, le silence s’installe, je te vois. &lt;br />Te serrer câlinement dans mes bras, je n’ose pas.&lt;br />J’ai peur de te faire mal et t’apporter malheur,&lt;br />J’ai trop peur de ne pas te donner le bonheur. &lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 10pt; COLOR: #cc9900">&lt;font size="5">Une seconde, avec toi, me fait croire à un futur,&lt;br />Dans lequel je vois autre chose qu’un mur.&lt;/font>&lt;/span>&lt;/p>
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<category>Personal</category>
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<pubDate>Sun, 05 Nov 2006 15:42 EST</pubDate>
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<title>my heart</title>
<link>http://me.zorpia.com/soussi222/journal/1607106</link>
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  &lt;p dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&lt;span lang="EN-US" style="FONT-SIZE: 13.5pt">&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0099">What My Heart Wants To Say&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0080">You're amazing ... so amazing&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0099">&lt;br />&lt;br />Have i told you enough ?&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0080">You're an angel ... guardian angel&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0099">&lt;br />&lt;br />God know i've been blessed with LOVE&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0080">But if i've been gone tomorrow&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0099">&lt;br />&lt;br />Would you know how deep my LOVE goes ?&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0080">Have i ever told you ... you're the one ?&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0099">&lt;br />&lt;br />If the words don't come my way&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0080">Hope you still know ... Hope it still shows&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0099">&lt;br />&lt;br />If the words don't come my way&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0080">Hope you still know what MY HEART WANTS TO SAY&lt;br />&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0099">&lt;br />A LOVE so tender ... i surrender to this feeling so true&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0080">My affirmation ... My inspiration&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0099">&lt;br />&lt;br />Darling i've been blessed with you&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0080">But if i've been gone tomorrow&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0099">&lt;br />&lt;br />Would you know how deep my LOVE goes ?&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0080">If i was gone forever&lt;br />&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0099">&lt;br />Would you know how much i care ?&lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0080">You make me feel like flying&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0099">&lt;br />&lt;br />I'm sailing on your ocean &lt;br />&lt;br />&lt;/span>&lt;span style="COLOR: #ff0080">That everytime you look at me ... you see it in my eyes&lt;/span>&lt;/span>&lt;/p>
  &lt;p dir="ltr" style="TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center">&#160;&lt;/p>
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<category>Personal</category>
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<pubDate>Tue, 31 Oct 2006 07:30 EST</pubDate>
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