I can’t hear anything.
I can’t see anything.
I can’t feel the air nor your breath.
I can only hear how my heart pounds.
I can only see myself longing.
Cos I’m longing for you.
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Shira
A freelancer who has a versatile skillset.
An oiler and an expat in Kuwait who dedicates her time to her nephews.
In pursuit of joy, it leads me back to blogging.
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