Nhat Thuy Vi

Freshman - 502 Points (Sadec, Vietnam)

Syria! Oh, Syria!

Syria, oh syria
those beautiful golden blooms
In the field and at the distance hills
the air of tranquility
the morning of spring - perfumed the air along our walks
The young girl looked up
with her dark, smiling eyes
The flock of lambs - with lazily eyes wandered about green grass
The sun shined on my face

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