the white frame muddy

 

 this was the view from my room on 2 march.

my head is full of thoughts and my heart as dry as the land that is under this layer of mud

I need time, hope and love

I hope soon to have the peace I need to return the white frame

thanks to all those who wish us well. every word puts down the wall of indifference

I love my land and I would never have thought of having to leave because I have too much anger to those who prevent this