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How are you these days?

Just riding the waves.

إننا محكومون بالأمل وما يحدث اليوم لا يمكن أن يكون نهاية التاريخ

good

Trying to find balance again

A bit overwhelmed, but pushing through.

I feel loved. Thank you

Feeling a bit like a work in progress.

tired

a rose is just a rose until you give into me

Busy, but the good kind of busy.

Quietly rebuilding myself

The time will come When, with elation You will greet yourself arriving At your own door, in your own mirror And each will smile at the other’s welcome, And say, sit here. Eat. You will love again the stranger who was your self. Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart To itself, to the stranger who has loved you All your life, whom you ignored For another, who knows you by heart. Take down the love letters from the bookshelf, The photographs, the desperate notes, Peel your own image from the mirror. Sit. Feast on your life. ❤️

hihi

Foggy days. But im heading to my direction. Slow. And keep walking.

Honestly? Just vibing.

Holding on to small wins

Taking things day by day

So so 🤣🤣🤣🤣

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