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زالَ النَهارُ وَنورٌ مِنكَ يوهِمُنا
أَنَ لَم يَزُل وَلِجُنحِ اللَيل ِإِجنانُ
فَإِن يَكُن طَلَبُ البُستانِ يُمسِكُنا
فَرُح فَكُلُّ مَكان ٍ مِنكَ بُستانُ
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لِعينيكِ ما يَلقى الفُؤادُ وما لَقي
وَلِلحُبِّ مالم يَبقَ مِنّي وَما بقي
وَما كُنتُ مِمَّن يَدخلُ العِشقُ قَلبهُ
وَلكِنَّ مَن يُبصر جُفونَكِ يَعشَقِ
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every day feels like a copy of the last, a dull repetition of meaningless moments. I no longer search for purpose; I’ve accepted that some lives are just meant to be endured, not lived.
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I make the rules and then break them if I want to I lead the empire out of fear and loyalty I don't hesitate to crush those I doubt, even if they are my own blood My mind works like a war machine It is merciless, it does not forget, and it does not forgive This has been me for a long time I had hidden that part and today I am reclaiming the old Strom, the dead personality inside me 〰⌚️
