The wind cries out in the night.
Washing away things that reality seeds.
In dreams I imagine the warmth of your scent
And how I would have drowned
in the depth of your eyes
I would have poured out my heart to you
Oh.. I would have told you everything.
If you were here right now
You would look like a bright new day.
Telling me about home and happiness
How I was far more beautiful than the stars.
So I make a wish on the scurrying breeze,
When the sun comes up,
Oh.. Kings and Queens from above
Make my fantasy come true.
Bring him home again.
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Julia Kudakwashe Nyamadzawo is a 22 year old visionary poet, who can view life through the lens of a philosopher, a detached observer, an unwitting participant or an enthusiastic citizen, among countless angles, changing cameras to suit the piece she is writing. While many of her works remain unpublished, the intelligence behind every piece will leave you shuddering with emotion and mulling over her views for days to come, regardless of whether the piece was written for adults, or for children, for whom she also writes with much understanding, all while pursuing her medical degree, for which she is now in her fourth year.