Iman Base.eth 🧬 (imanparisay)

What kind of love is this I carry in my heart? What have I gained from this love of mine? You flee from me, and in chasing after you, Still, all my efforts remain in vain. Forogh Farokhzad ‎ چه عشقی است که در دل دارم ‎من از این عشق چه حاصل دارم ‎می گیریزی زمن و در طلبت ‎بازهم کوشش باطل دارم

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Life is the soft sound of rain against the glass of dreams, the scent of fresh bread in the morning, and a light born of hope slowly shining through the heart of darkness.

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She does not flee the darkness; she dances within it. A body made of shadow, a heart shaped by light, and a hand brave enough to reach for the sky of dreams. The soft fabric of her being trembles in the breath of silence, as if this is the moment when the soul forgets the weight of earth and learns how to surrender itself to light.

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I stand at the edge of light and shadow, where brightness touches the wall with quiet grace and darkness gently holds me close. Sometimes the whole world is just this triangle of light, carving a narrow path for hope and a small figure with a brave heart choosing to step into it. Shadows will always exist, but it takes only one step toward the light for the world to change its shape.

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