No thing after the war and you!
Conception
I was to say you over looking to me of silence window
alone like me
and you are to lead my heart to the dream
alone like me
and the road to take you from to you
alone like me
and the earth graves to point to you
alone like me
but the ash of gravest one to mold me alone
where are you from I?
poem by Faleeha Hassan
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