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Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm | That child in me (172)

stuck in a turn around at some door in this case
stuck in some perpetual “ziggy zaggy” maze
stuck at the bottom of a well totally debased
stuck in a fog stupefied dazed

By Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

There are days when I know little of my face

stuck in a turn around at some door in this case
stuck in some perpetual “ziggy zaggy” maze
stuck at the bottom of a well totally debased
stuck in a fog stupefied dazed

but hey, there’s that moment I’m in the clouds unfazed
the kindness of a few words and I’m amazed

that child in me
let “she” be

July 2019

#songngutaitram

By Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm

There's magic in translating a body of work from one language to another.

2 replies on “Nguyễn Thị Phương Trâm | That child in me (172)”

The child is still here within me
She has been through a lot
But she has never stopped loving
All she knows is love
I am always proud of her
Cuz she grows up but has never be affected by the noise and toxicity of life
Thank you for your poem. I love it♥️

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