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“You are reborn with the roses, in every spring.”

“I want everything quiet and simple. For me: walking barefoot, sitting still, reading, listening to stories and now and then telling some myself. Eating fruit, drinking milk, longing to create, but with patience and many insights.”

“‏عسى الجٓنه مكتوبة لنا جميعاً. May Paradise be written for all of us.”

“Often I think about you. I’ve never met you and yet I’ve developed a crush on you? You’re on the other side of the world. It’s strange to me how one can have these feelings but never have been graced with your presence. I don’t stalk you, I watch your videos when they pop up on my phone and I’m suddenly no where else except lost in limbo, hypnotised by you speaking about your favourite books. I’m left craving your voice like my favourite song, the calmness of your tone and your choice of words, it sounds like what eating honey tastes like. The way you move and your pure choice of clothing and accessories makes me want to put on knights armour, grab my sword and guard you all day and all night. You’re like the light at the end of the tunnel that I’ll never be able to reach, because this will never reach you, I miss the hand I’ll never get the honour of kissing.”