A Star

And as I hid my eyes in the cover of eyelids for my hair to feel the fabric of a soft pillow tangled in itself, I borrowed some dreams blind, from the surrounding darkness and from the inside of my deepest vows I made to imagination. 

‘Sleep my baby girl’ my mother sang, from up up above the sky.

I wish to see her. Just when a star was falling, crushing the dark blue glitters of night directly into the canvas of my memories, I hugged my mother as I touched the star in my dream.


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