I still hear your voice – it makes me feel strong on foggy days

It is both powerful and vulnerable – as perhaps you were

And I am too – the phoenix from the flame 

You gave me comfort and strength 

Led me to your homeland where I wandered the streets

Sat in churches and listened to conversations  

Any little nuance that would make me feel closer to you –

To understand the world that had formed in my head

Of course, I learnt that chasing thoughts

Is not a tangible affair – you were a person 

But what you gave to me was thoughts and feelings – the right to live

I miss you but am glad you showed me your magic –

The ability to both raise my voice and the capacity to ‘be’ enough for myself inside.

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