We are stuck in this spiral galaxy called milky way,
stuck on this ambivalent planet,
stuck behind human-drawn territories,
stuck in cities,
no matter how large, still too familiar to me.
We are stuck inside buildings with different connotations,
stuck, living meaningless lives.
But most important of all,
we are stuck inside bodies,
bodies that don’t always allow us to be who we want to be.
But when I see the shiny stars in the night sky,
I know that my spirit is absolutely free
and that my thoughts only belong to me.
© Elena Natroshvili
IG: 16minutepoetry
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