An analogy

Leen El Taki

My patience grew longer like the locks of my hair
Yet weaker to match the white and the grey
And my braids mirror the knots that tied my stomach when my fear welled up and all i could do is regurgitate the words that crawled up my spine, vertebrae by vertebrae

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