Blow through my sails
Be stormy to me
I need to move
Out of this dead calm sea
I don’t need any harbor
Nor a comforting shelter
I rather need the danger
Of terrifying waves
Please shake my hull
And snatch my ropes
Be my powerful wind
I can’t wait any longer.
Photography, Creative Writing & Art by SAJIA AFRIN
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