Jan 2015
She felt
the undying absence
of freedom
that she longed for.
She missed
when the wind
innocently and carelessly
played with her hair.
She missed
when the sun
gently bathed her
with its rays.
She missed it all.
the undying absence
of freedom
that she longed for.
She missed
when the wind
innocently and carelessly
played with her hair.
She missed
when the sun
gently bathed her
with its rays.
She missed it all.
(nowhere, yet everywhere.)
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