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Person to whom the cure of this crying is as yet unknown.
Ranti Fadilahhar citeretfor 5 måneder siden
Flustered, she takes its swaddled self into her arms.
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I hold nothing dear. Not the place where I live, not the door I pass through every day, not even, damn it, my life.
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ointment applied to a swelling, like gauze laid over a wound.
Ranti Fadilahhar citeretfor 5 måneder siden
ointment applied to a swelling, like gauze laid over a wound.
Sophie Servinohar citeretfor 6 måneder siden
Don’t die. For God’s sake don’t die.
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At times my body feels like a prison, a solid, shifting island threading through the crowd. A sealed chamber carrying all the memories of the life I have lived and the mother tongue from which they are inseparable.
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Certain objects appear white in the darkness.
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There was no snow covering it, no soot-streaked ice. The buildings had been smashed to pieces, literally pulverized
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Why do old memories constantly drift to the surface here in this unfamiliar city?