Under My Skull
When I swore
Not to hold the sea in my eyes;
My hands alerted me
to wait another 66 years of fight!
When I swore
Not to hold the wind in my hands;
My eyes drifted me away
To the shore were almond tree
Sleeps tight under my skull
Written by © Fatima Nusairat
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