Zim Log 6/12 2: Where Hearts Clap

It’s not fair.

One shouldn’t have to leave the womb. One shouldn’t have to leave Narnia. One shouldn’t have to leave the Cradle of Creation where the tapestry of stars are a fairy’s fantasy.

But leave one must. Because fairness only exists in books. It is not in the loom from which we are woven. It is not in the tender dirt where dreams learn to crawl, nor in the whispering water where hearts first clap.

Ngizazolibona futhi, bangane bami.

(I will see you again, my friends).

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