@farshad-mahmoodi

Hello, everyone Wishes have no end; not because humans are greedy, but for the simple reason that they are alive. Some wishes are quiet and deeply personal; they take shape in the innermost layers of the heart, where only we know they exist. Wishes without names, yet with weight, like peace, like waking up one morning and feeling that existence is still worth it. There are also wishes that cross the boundary of “me,” growing so large that they can no longer belong to one person alone. Wishes that, if fulfilled, make the world a little more humane, cause people to hurt each other less, and prevent hope from becoming a worn-out word. We are defined by our wishes, not the ones we proclaim out loud, but those we carry in silence and move forward with every day, passing through fear, doubt, and resilience. Perhaps we will never reach all of our wishes, but the fact that some of them are meant for everyone means there is still something alive within us that refuses to experience happiness alone. And perhaps the true meaning of being human begins precisely here. @moonparis @rashedur @akash2539 @hircani200 @4050 @rosekeyes @perry22 @littleanjel @hazelramon @shahbazbaaz @hazel-skye

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