You were my sickness, but I was your cure. You were killing me while I was saving you.
I am Silent. Speak Thou, O Soul of Soul of Soul,
From desire of whose Face every atom grew
“Jalal al-Din Rumi”
If I could have anyone in the world, it would still be you.
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