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Good morning
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وَلَٰكِنَّنِي رَأَيْتُكَ قَدْ مَلِلْتَ مَوَدَّتِي، فَعَلِمْتُ أَنَّ دَوَاءَكَ هُوَ الهِجْرَانُ.
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Quiet sadness is not loud.
It doesn’t scream or break things.
It sits softly in the corners of the heart,
like a shadow that follows the light.
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There is a strange comfort in quiet sorrow;
it teaches you how to breathe slowly,
how to sit with yourself,
and how to survive without making a sound
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Sometimes peace is not happiness —
it’s simply the absence of noise.
A calm face can hide a heavy soul,
and a silent night can hold a thousand untold feelings
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فَأَنَا المَتِينُ الصَّامِدُ، أَنَا بَحْرُ عَزْمٍ لَا يُهْدَى.