I once was asked: " Would you ever dare to take away your life? It's a living mess, what else could you do?"
I smiled and replied: "Never, I guess. It'll be inhumane. I'll have to live, endure, uphold, feed, flaunt and grow from its roots. For I could never be less than what I already am."
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شِعرIt was then she said: "Words fed, scathed, brought my soul together; and it would be preposterous if I'd get to feel all these sensations alone, so I am giving you a part of my suffering, a fragment of my universe, a debris of myself. Through these...
