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Sonia Nkera, May 30, 2022

They moved us to new rooms.

It didn’t fill me with prospects though. The rent was the same

The bed was so low my face didn’t really reach the window.

I had to look up to look out the window, which meant I was looking at the clouds.

They were dark that day, but not like ink.

I could hear the others talking about the match, the new semester.

The window was Large. That’s all I was thinking.

The window was so large.

And we couldn’t afford curtains

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