essay: #100: the other hand

Friends find solace, in the arms of others.
And I, on horizons beyond.
All need to belong.
Politicians, to history.
Humanitarians, to their cause.
Refugees, each and all.
Some words ring truer, than others.
Like these...
For times.
So loud, so bright.

Ophelia, 08.

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