Author: Olavia Kite

… et je choisis d’être isolée, je choisis la beauté d’un mot simple…

… and I choose to be isolated, I choose the beauty of a simple word…

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When shadows fell upon the rugged road,

And silence broke the thoughts within myself,

A world of distant grief revealed itself

As seeds of hate a black hand gently sowed.

I’ll leave it here just to remember.