At the end of the day, what matters is how many women you empowered
How many of them were touched by your attention
How much better they felt about themselves
How many felt dignified with your attitude
How many went home with the feeling that they are worth something
Something they did not sense for a long time
Since all they get is indifference
All they hear is demeaning
All they ever loved broke them from the inside out
Walking down the streets of Shushi
Thinking about the lives lost
Wandering how long this artificial peace will last
Imagining
Deconstructing
Analyzing
Digging deeper in the absurdity of the situation
Suddenly faces superpose one after the other
Gayane
Sveta
Anoush
Fatima
Venera
Novella
Nothing seems understandable at first glance
Nothing will ever be mentioned in books or will it?
Sometimes flying high over Jdrduz
Seems to be the only option
The only authentic peace ever
And everything returns to its original place
Even the cow has a strange look on her face
Walking down the streets of Shushi
Picking blackberries
Tumbling on the ancient stones
Dreaming of another reality
Thinking with the uterus.
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