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This article was featured in the Mission Ramadan eBook. Waking up before Fajr. Eating with the community at Maghrib. Praying…
My river of ink has finally run dry and its bank of…
I’m wasting colours, painting time, Throwing the pen in the air, Slicing…
if i weep, it’s because i can only hold onto grief, …
I wonder if it’s worth it, brushing the dust off an old atlas to show you where I came from.
Sometimes it feels like all is lost. Sometimes it feels like hope is out of reach. Sometimes it feels like…
“Indeed, there is in the body a morsel of flesh, if it is sound and wholesome, then the whole body…
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