Lost

All the wet clothes hanging in the clothesline
fly away after a heavy gush of wind
I’m left speechless
Shall I chase the clothes?
Can I find my way back?
What does it mean to be lost?

Once, I got lost in Istanbul’s Grand Bazaar.
My cell phone was not in my pocket.

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