Like a clay vase dropped from the roof for Noruz
I am shattered; I can’t see
Where are my wings?
I need to fly
To unite
I am divided
Between us
You, they and I
Who am I?
That is me
Where are my wings?
I’m dropped from the roof like clay vase for Noruz
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