Sometimes I feel like I’m alone howling at the moon but just the thought of someone reading my words takes that feeling away from me. Thank you for caring!
The Hate I See
discrimination
is consistently at play
in a foreign place
Love always, Esha <3
Haiku: The Hate I See
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