Voice silenced 

I am invisible, 

isolated, in the middle of morocco’s fiery furnace,

I cry aloud and nobody hears me when I speak 

my voice is mysterious muted by thick language barriers 

when it finds it way through it fails to  express how I  feel 

or what  I may need…

   

 

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