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Sar fe ben-na khobez w meleh1One year and two months—Spacious fields of wheat and endless skies of white saltfalling like snow,making our wounds cleaner and sharper,albeit more painful.Sar fe ben-na khobez w melehHe says with his northern accent, longer at the end,Sweet around the edges,Almost edible like fresh bread sitti used to make on Fridays.