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Blessed are the few…
Blessed be the gentle ones who love too fiercely, Accept too easily And hope endlessly. The ones torn between duty and love Or responsibility and passion The ones who sacrifice quietly But celebrate others loudly The ones who when sad Find joy in making others smile Who serve willingly But expect none in return Blessed…
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Tears
Tears hold no value if left to dry on their own. It’s the gentle touch that wipes it away That fulfils its yearning Be gentle with yourself, beloved The world mocks the extraordinary Because ordinary is safer for meek souls (a snip of things to come in my new novel, Taqdeer, A Dance With Destiny)…