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Nour Mattar


"I'll guide you.":

They'll tell you to dig for a pool and then drown you in it They'll tell you to raise a mountain and then shove you off it They'll tell...

toffee candy:

You're like toffee candy; stiff on the outside, gooey on the inside, and you taste sweeter the longer I roll you around on my tongue.

he car-crashed into me:

Part 1: He grabbed me like an old worn out backpack, and kicked me down like a deflated football. My crisp tongue spilt pots of alphabet...

jars of honey:

I was a fragmented jar of honey that bled gold dipped in diamonds into all the cracks in its sun-bleached vicinity, I did not see the...

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