Under a tropical glittered sky lay Khartoum's urban exotic rhythm where Africa’s secretive magic rushed past tribal black down way streets and dark alleyways forgotten by electricity yet bursting with tranquility, culture that slept so alive from the taste of moisture of love - Until I remember it tried to sprinkle the fantasy over our back garden and it suddenly collided into 2 souls that terminated the continuation of the 'Sudanese dream' - You - I - everlasting love falling in between.
The Sun began to lift its face over the country so as to shine the existence of a newly beginning day - Rays stretched far and wide through schoolbags of young children skipping to classrooms and cheap transport of tricycled motors boycotting hot desert traffic against the background of swiveling young youth perspiring to work trying to overcome the nomadic modernity. As those rays strengthened their will to give soul to the land its light pouring through our open morning driveway the light was trapped by the boundaries of 2 hearts who only reflected darkness and shined blackness to each other's world.
The Sun began to lift its face over the country so as to shine the existence of a newly beginning day - Rays stretched far and wide through schoolbags of young children skipping to classrooms and cheap transport of tricycled motors boycotting hot desert traffic against the background of swiveling young youth perspiring to work trying to overcome the nomadic modernity. As those rays strengthened their will to give soul to the land its light pouring through our open morning driveway the light was trapped by the boundaries of 2 hearts who only reflected darkness and shined blackness to each other's world.
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