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I appear
on balconies and out of domes
and my veil
encumbers nobody
for my home
is space
and the
ceiling of my dwelling is
God’s
heaven or portions of clouds
So, you
may, when you please,
enter with
greetings into my doorless house,
for I found
no swing door to hold
between
heaven and earth
Abou Chamakma poet of the Abasside
Era2ne Century of the Hégira(9th century A.C.)
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