I IMAGINE WINGS by Anahit Arustamyan
I IMAGINE WINGS
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I IMAGINE WINGS
I don't look like a comedian.
I am not a clown crying through laughter.
No, I don't have a mask but a white bandage or a plaster.
With my silent words I guide my voyage further and further.
I must bite my tongue as my own wounds cannot be deeper than the world's ones.
I imagine wings and a flying bird seems a miracle.
I am not a comedian or a clown crying through laughter.
I ask a pilot if my wings are ill inside the plaster.
Mr. pilot is not a doctor to answer.

I IMAGINE WINGS by Anahit Arustamyan

by arustamyananahi

I don't look like a comedian. I am not a clown crying through laughter.

No, I don't have a mask but a white bandage or a plaster.

With my silent words I guide my voyage further and further.

I must bite my tongue as my own wounds cannot be deeper than the world's ones.

I imagine wings and a flying bird seems a miracle.

I am not a comedian or a clown crying through laughter.

I ask a pilot if my wings are ill inside the plaster. Mr. pilot is not a doctor to answer.

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