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Get used to opening windows wide to see what the past has done to the present, and weep quietly, quietly, lest our enemies hear broken shards clattering within us.

"The Tragedy of Narcissus" by Mahmoud Darwish (excerpto) 

When we saw the wounds of our countryappear on our skins,we believed each word of the healers.Our ailments were so many, so deep within us,that all diagnoses proved false, each remedy useless.Now do whatever, follow each clue,accuse whomever, as much as you will,our bodies are still the same,our wounds are still open.Now tell us that we should.you tell us how to heal these wounds.

 “You Tell Us What to Do” by Faiz Ahmed Faiz (excerpto traduzido por Agha Shahid Ali)