Caged, caged, caged..
Blow towards East, I’m in West.
The Deep pleasure shows itself,
Outgrown is the beat and Deliverance is my song.
Knock whatever not my head.
The last footstep were achromatized in a blink.
The sunrise is near to sunset,
that I can turn to the East, for I derived to the kingdom.
Captive, captive , captive…
blow towards East, I’m in West.
by Safa Claudia
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