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Royal Club for Literature and Peace 

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Kasia Dominik

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You cling to your dreams as if they were oxygen, as if the world disappeared without them.

You constantly search for what you must have

to feel peace in your heart.

You think you'll find it in the things

you collect like souvenirs,

in the people you try to hold,

like birds locked in a cage.

But they fly away, leaving empty hands,

and you constantly lose yourself.

Happiness doesn't dwell in objects,

or in the praise of someone else's eyes.

It's not in a locked room

that you guard from everyone and everything.

Within the boundaries set by the fear

of losing what was never yours,

even the trace of it has disappeared.

It's in your breath, free as the wind,

in your step that doesn't fear the unknown,

in the moment you hold,

not in what holds you.

It's not earthly possessions, it's not the name on others' lips, it's not what you hold in your hands, but what you can let go of.

It's the shedding of burdens—it's a space,

pure, unsullied, that you can't fill with anything,

because you are it.

Kasia Dominik

(Poland)

documentation: Waffaa Badarneh