Nooshin Askari

long long shadows af walls
never seem to fly
dark and dark
they try
hope to find their way inside
the sun is on top
burning the ground
long long laughters
lost in time
coming from distant ways
and the little girl still running
hope to find where kids used to fly

wheeere are you?

nooot there...

wheeere aaare yooou?

nooot heeere...
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can you hear me?

can you hear me?

can you hear me? (fading out)

dusty room...
raws of sunlight touch her face
books flying through the air, round her head
come...
we should run away
run away from the bicycle
narrow way dances beneath the sun
where should we hide?
running and running
wish we could fly