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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