Let us be grateful
Even terrible stories
Must come to an end
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D. J. Reddall
I write because my time is limited and my imagination is not.
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The Day the Heart Learned to Bow
The Day the Heart Learned to Bow For many years, Harun believed strength meant control. He controlled his time, his business, his emotions, and even his prayers. He prayed five times a day, never missed a fast in Ramadan, and gave charity when it was convenient. People respected him, and some even admired his discipline. Yet deep inside, Harun felt hollow, as if something essential was missing from his life.
By Imran Hossainabout 20 hours ago in Poets
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I felt hopeful until I saw Sonia's comment 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣
Unless there's a sequel ...
Indeed, sir!