Upon returning from my beautiful homeland my soul collapsed in my heart, in busy streets I walk alone as deafening silence shoots darts. I long for the warmth of the place I was born, and to sleep with my Mom once again, to get up in the morning at dawn with the...
In the sky there was an eagleflying high above the groundand his shadow traveled westwardracing fast without a sound. And the seagull over waterhovered silent in his trackas he watched his own reflectionsailing with him back to back. Black old crows raved up their...
The Boy in the Box -Book
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