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“When Power Speaks”

If you hold a gun, and so do I,

Then maybe, just maybe,

We can talk about the law.

If your hand grips a knife,

And mine does too,

Then rules become our common ground.

But if we come with empty hands,

Unarmed, unguarded—

Only then can we speak of reason.

Yet if your gun stares down my knife,

Then truth lies not in words,

But in your hands.

And if you have a gun,

While I hold nothing at all—

What you wield is no longer a weapon.

It’s my life.

Law, rules, morality—

They echo only when built on balance,

When we meet as equals.

But in this world,

Money hushes truth,

Power silences money,

And truth… just fades.

Those who write the rules

Are often the first to tear them down.

Rules, chains for the weak,

Tools for the strong.

Here, nothing good comes easy—

Everything worth having

Is something you must fight for.

The masters compete,

Clawing for power,

While the quiet ones sit and wait,

Hoping to be handed what they’ll never receive.

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و ليس في روحي سوى قلقي و أنت.

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تعال إليّ عندما تريد الأبد و ليس فقط الآن،

تعال إليّ عندما تبدأ في البحث عن منزل و ليس عن إجازة.

تعال إليّ عندما تتعب من الركض، و أنّك أخيرا مستعدٌّ لتبقى،

لِتعلَم أنّك دائما على الرّحب و سعة قلبي

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لست مثلك لكنّك فيّ ...

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Personality is fake

Soul is everything

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Language is meant to deceive and kill others. Another tool for warfare.

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Even when shadows fall and paths blur

But stay true to the light within...

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‏"أنتِ امرأة مهيّئة للشِّعر حتّى في أتعسِ حالاتها.."

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Stars in silence gleam,

Moonlight wraps the world in peace,

Sleep's soft touch is near.

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" الحبُّ طِفل و الفراقُ فطامهُ،

و هاطِفلنا قد أكملَ العامَين! "

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لا ترضين بالهون و أنتي الأميرة ، اللي فداك الكون بكل المجرات.

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"ما تفتقده في العالم قدّمه..

هذه الطريقة الوحيدة لجعله موجودًا،

والطريقة الوحيدة لجعله ينمو."

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اِمرأة تسـاوي حيـاتَك

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I'll forever be a sexy Lycan.

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Oh, won't you kiss me on the mouth and love me like a sailor? And when you get a taste, can you tell me what's my flavor?

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Somehow, the line between past and present gets blurry when familiarity returns with a different face. It’s strange how much space one moment of kindness can take up, even when there’s so much left unsaid.