Leaving is not difficult

But I won't say this 

To those I love -

Fragile little souls looking for 

Fear in my limbs

Quiver in my soul

Pain, endless pain in my heart

because I am leaving.

I won't say this to my mother's wrinkles,

My father's corduroy jacket

that awaits my body to grow

into it one day,

My brother's woollen cap that he wears

all summer, just to feel co…

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