The Autumn season will come soon. To let us wonder in the garden. We ask ourselves if we will pick up the leaves or no and we realize that our art work needs to be done.

There will never be

another moment like

this one. When you

know that you do not want.

You feel in the air,

the instability, which

hurts mankind, and you

know that you dare.

You know the time lost,

away from human rights

advocacy, because something

was wrong in the west.

You feel that as a woman,

there are too many challenges,

and you wonder what is

the risk of over coming them.

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