Nafisah Suleiman Biography

'Where did she go? ' Aunt said.
I heard vividly from behind as I ran.
I ran with the world in my head.
I didn't know I was lost…maybe in my head or maybe in my mind.
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What is my crime for being quiet and shy?
If you are loud and fly.
What is my crime of being different as fine?
If you are the different of cool.
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I am the moon, aglow in the night,
A beacon of calm, a soft silver light.
I am the ocean, untamed and free,
Each wave a testament to my identity.
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I am no stranger;
I gather my sweetness and a song.
Inspiring, maddening, and stirring the page—
These words of mine light the stage.
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Beautiful justice, a radiant gleam,  
A hope restored, a sacred dream.  
It rises high, like dawn's embrace,  
Illuminating every hidden place.
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