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A poem by Guest Sara Samir

Sorry to the dazzling stars
Nobody saw
In her eyes like
Melted remnants of snow

Flooded with years back at home
When she slept
Because her brain didnʼt roam

When she had faith in tomorrowsʼ
Certain dawn
Enjoying her ice cream cone

In the summer of life
Happy and free
Freedom glitz
“How bad can it be?”

A slap caught her vacation with sudden pain
Transformed her smooth waves into hurricane

She ran to her dreams as if sheʼll find shelter
At the edge of terror, struggles had no filter

Consecutive losses as if she can handle
She defies yet defines darkness just like a candle

Her positive energy was burnt out years ago
Leaving remnants of stars in eyes that still glow