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I want to run. I want to hide. I want to find my way in this city with many lives.
Month: November 2016
The Forgotten Temples
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A few kilometers from Furzol, along the Damascus Road, lies the town of Niha, with its beautifully restored Roman temple that rises majestically out of the wilderness. Its body in ruins and frail, it tells of many tales of a lost time.
The Valley of the Hermit
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The cave opens its great crumbling maw. Streaks of light fall on the sparse green blades, which dot the floor. The rocks push forth from the ground, like fingers reaching to air. These enclosed little caves of past human life lay empty, desolate, only the wind traverses them with ease. They rest soundless in the glen lit by diffused and dappled sun.
The Visionary
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“I give priority to up bringing over education because the ultimate goal of up bringing is morals, and we have a more urgent need for morals than for knowledge.”
365 Days of Lebanon 