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There’s a reason behind why she looks for the moon every night… just one sight, to make the night feel right…and her soul to feel fine…

…sitting there…eyes fixated on the glass like sky…waiting for the moon to appear…with a deep fear that it may not come into view…

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Bismillah…

…the ball point pen strokes a clean sheet, spilling so many words from the cage people call their minds…

• VeiledHope

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Black, red, white, and green…colours that run through our veins…oh people of a holy land, the soil in which your bodies lay today, someday will be priceless, to these senseless humans, who walk this land with their head held high…

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Sometimes she finds herself knocking at the door of her past…and I guess that’s okay…

Sometimes she finds herself rocking to the tunes of her memories…and I guess that’s okay…

Sometimes she finds herself watching the same moon that bears witness of the stories of her soul…and I guess that’s okay…

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Bismillah…

You may be the brightest light in the darkest of skies, but can you promise to follow her like the moon follows the wanderers of this world…

VeiledHope

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Sometimes this relationship feels like the one the moon has with the wanderers of this world…you follow her through the darkness whilst she’s trying to harness the harsh reality of this world...

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…and I will continue following you the way the moon follows us in every starry night…

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Bismillah…

…and always remember to take a step back and feel the air around you changing…the wind around you blowing…the sun around you shining…and…the moon around you glistening…

Veiledhope

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Bismillah…

There will always be a little bit of you, tangled in the depths of my soul…and I don’t know what role it may have in my heart beating blood around this deteriorating body…but within everyday…I’ll know…you live deep within me…

VeiledHope

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Bismillah…

…and there is something about the way in which words can be placed on a blank piece of paper…to some those words make them feel safer…feel lighter…

VeiledHope

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Bismillah…

…there is harmony in the words that lay on a piece of paper, tangled like musical notes…

VeiledHope

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Bismillah…

…and she’s looking for the rope of hope in the sun that shines in the early hours, and in the moon that glistens amongst the stars…

VeiledHope

[saimz]

…and she tries to keep your memories alive in every today…

[saimz]

…there is hope in everyday, a rope to hold onto in every ray of sunlight…

…there is hope in everyday, a rope to hold onto in every light…

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Bismillah…

…and she tries to find hope in that once upon a time you were there, and once upon a time she was with you…

• VeiledHope

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Bismillah…

…and how do we visit the same place where you once resided…

…during the happy times, and the sad, the place where we all confided…

…but now…it’s the place where everything and everyone has become one sided…

• VeiledHope

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I guess… I am trying to find comfort in knowing that sewing little dreams, and little hopes together can be difficult.

I guess.. I am trying to find comfort in these difficulties…