Opened
On the roof during the power cuts you counted shooting stars, and always wished on the brightest planet, the one that comes out first in the evening.
Noor, the power still goes out on our street.
The rest of this letter is sealed.
Looking through the drawer…
One sealed letter is waiting for Noor.
On the roof during the power cuts you counted shooting stars, and always wished on the brightest planet, the one that comes out first in the evening.
Noor, the power still goes out on our street.
The rest of this letter is sealed.