the curtain that covers my window; covers my soul. it has protected me from the blinding lights of the sun, the teardrops of the sky and the violence that is happening outside. it prevented my vulnerable being and my innocent mind from seeing the cruel reality of this world.
i felt the warmth
inside me
as i am seeing my
mother,
she is my curtain.
she will do anything
just to protect us,
her family.
-
Jean Meredith
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