It is pitch dark
She stumbles upon 'hers'
Thrown here and there
She reaches out
The light is on
It is still dark
This room of 'hers'
A few unsteady steps
Towards the window
A hesitant hand
On the curtains
Then she rushes back
To square one
It must be dark outside as well
''Have you eaten ?''
''Yes''
''If you're hungry put the rice in..''
''Ok'' she interrupts her
These are the only few words exchanged with her mother
No more
None
Sometimes
She takes off
the clothes
Removes
the makeup
Unties her hair
That is more like her
She smiles
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