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The Missing Piece
I have been in solitude for a long time, trying to find a burning flame that would make me squander time pondering. Here I am, sinking in a drought of thoughts about his meditation sounds. His earthly nature, yet I…
“Letter to My Unborn Son”
Everything seemed so dim in the beginning. And Son, I knew you before the sun could even see sunlight. First, I thought it was a mere dream, a world so undeniably unreal. I will tell a story that I will…