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 من اين ابداء. وكيف اصف هذا الجمال في الكلمات في  الحروف في السرد بديع    💖.   ماشاء الله تبارك  الله  💖. 🌺Where do I even begin? This was one of the most amazing,Beautifully written  podcast and gorgeous narrated  ✨ Proud of you  DINE ✨

“Fairy tales are more than true: not because they tell us that dragons exist, but because they tell us that dragons can be beaten.” Quote by 
~Neil Gaiman . ✨

ذهبَ أبي وبقيَ ذكره...

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Charles Bukowski - Bluebird

“If you're going to try, go all the way.
Otherwise, don't even start.
This could mean losing girlfriends, wives,
relatives and maybe even your mind. 
It could mean not eating for three or four days. 
It could mean freezing on a park bench. 
It could mean jail. It could mean derision. 
It could mean mockery--isolation. 
Isolation is the gift. 
All the others are a test of your endurance, 
of how much you really want to do it. 
And, you'll do it, 
despite rejection and the worst odds. 
And it will be better than anything else you can imagine. 
If you're going to try, go all the way. 
There is no other feeling like that. 
You will be alone with the gods, 
and the nights will flame with fire. 
You will ride life straight to perfect laughter. 
It's the only good fight there is.”

All The Way - Charles Bukowski

read by Tom O'Bedlam

“Alone”
BY EDGAR ALLAN POE
________________

From childhood’s hour I have not been 
As others were I have not seen 
As others saw I could not bring 
My passions from a common spring


From the same source I have not taken 
My sorrow I could not awaken 
My heart to joy at the same tone
And all I lov’d I lov’d alone
Then in my childhood in the dawn 
Of a most stormy life was drawn 
From ev’ry depth of good and ill 
The mystery which binds me still
From the torrent, or the fountain
From the red cliff of the mountain 
From the sun that ’round me roll’d 
In its autumn tint of gold 
From the lightning in the sky 
As it pass’d me flying by
From the thunder, and the storm
And the cloud that took the form 
(When the rest of Heaven was blue) 
Of a demon in my view

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So Now? by Charles Bukowski

the words have come and gone,
I sit ill.
the phone rings, the cats sleep.
Linda vacuums.
I am waiting to live,
waiting to die. 
I wish I could ring in some bravery.
it's a lousy fix
but the tree outside doesn't know:
I watch it moving with the wind
in the late afternoon sun. 
there's nothing to declare here,
just a waiting.
each faces it alone. 
Oh, I was once young,
Oh, I was once unbelievably
young!

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