Sahar Sahar (12-01-1981 / New York)

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Waiting for sunrise

There is a weird echo in her words,
an utterance with broken wings,
Crawling to soar,
but futile gesture to capture,
the surface,
and night falling,
from the sky,
an alone life,
With hoarsely breaths.

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