Adeeb Qudsi, The Great Memory

M Mohammad Skati Mohammad Skati
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My heart loved his pretty smartness Because he was smart and intelligent who looked Like a pretty star in a dark night. He was born great though a rare disease Disabled him, but he was great in everything. God gave him great power to survive and A great ability to face the coming days. He loved everything around him including The Bermuda Triangle and many other things. He loved his parents, his pretty friends, His aunts, his uncle, everyone and me. I loved everything in him and everyone Loved him greatly and wonderfully. He loved life and life loved him, but he Suffered his whereabouts and his loneliness. He used to wke up with the sunrise and went to bed With the sunset and that was everyday. One day a car accident took his pretty life By a careless driver who never cared about A human soul. That was the gloomy day that ended the pretty Life of the pretty young Adeeb Qudsi.

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