Between Two Lands

Greek and Canadian CoinsI know a woman who is
Torn between two lands
Her eyes are closed
Her arms are stretched out
And raised high to the sky
To feel the heat of the sun
But instead she feels the biting of the cold
The glass is never empty or ever full
The bitter and sweet tastes
Will forever remain on her tongue
Her heart is split between two worlds
Two different lives
In two different countries
She is careful not to betray either one
She says she stays in a land that she did not choose
Or did she?

 

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