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e, struggling to be? How can this little soul hold all that pain? Ah, …erse, struggling to be? How can this little soul hold all that pain? Ah, my friend. Don’t you know? Love is infinite, and grace is eternal, and these are the truths that make death weep for life. This is how we grow from children to adulthood.
umair haque
Farida Haque
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Love the poet in you, Umair Haque ❤️
Multimedia artist, writer, poet. “I could not have painted myself happy without painting myself sad first…” faridahaque@gmail.com
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