five years of wandering
through strange rooms
through hospitals
through uninhabited islands
how thin are the threads
that hold us together
with the world
how painful
the spider web
dying to break free
exhausted
fevered
we run, we run
searching for shelter
for a homeland
and our every step is documented
registered and evaluated
by the one
who follows us
and punishes
with silence, mishaps, suspicion, hopelessness
(Nijole Miliauskaite)
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