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I am uncomfortable

With all the situations going on,

I feel I am uncomfortable with myself.

The stars pouring dust in my land,

I sense I am above all of them.

Sure, it will be a tough hour in the sand,

The wind blows always all my happiness.

The air, I have been using for existence,

Is now filled with all my confidence.

The shouting of sovereignty is high, 

I keep moving in the path they didn’t approve,

Leaves are dancing on the place I’ve been distancing to.

I keep my voice hidden, my echoes they can’t overhear.

Cause I’m uncomfortable with myself.

-Riya Shah

By Ray


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