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The more time I allowed the pain to wash over me without resisting it or beating myself down, the more my mind became peaceful while sitting in pain. Whenever my brother’s images came to my mind, I allowed them to exist instead of trying to push them…
Misbah Sheikhh
Nevena Pascaleva
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A writer of evocative fiction and introspective personal essays. Owner of the publication "Tales of Blue".
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