Published: Wednesday, 15 December 2010 Written by Jamila Pascal

I want to see the twinkling sky
Filled with trillions of stars
Each emitting a different kind of light
It entices me
I want to touch the air
I want to hold it in my hands and speak to it without it running away
It entices me
I want to find the answers to my heart's questions
Should I say I am confused, or should I raise my fist in confidence?
Saying I will touch the moon one day...
If I am no astronaut, how will I see your face?
If I am human, how will I touch the air?
I want to capture the wind
Searching wind...

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