"The red sands of Marrakesh, sprawling at the foot of the Atlas like a wounded Leviathan."

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For you who came so far; for you who held out, wearing a black scarf to signify grief; for you who believe true love can find you amidst this atlas of tears linking one town to its own memory of mortar, when it was still a dream to be built and people moved there, believing, and someone with sky and birds in his heart said this would be a good place for a park.

— Naomi Shihab Nye