Today I saw the wind notoriously teasing
the last leaf of my garden tree, the last
proof of it being alive. I trembled. I felt a
known pain. It felt as if I should keep it in
an air-tight closet and let no particle of wind
touch you. It trembled again when I realised
that she was in a closet, rather within me
yet they silenced her heart and made me a graveyard.
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