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TIME

Just like sand passing through the fingers, it changes like a leaf, turns yellow and dries. Like wars, like poverty, like fire, and like snow, changes, makes things old. But I move…

Planes Were Just Tools

It's not as you see my luxury photos, or photos which was taken from windows of the planes. I crawled the world, all on my chest, to be able to stare at everything from above one…

Feeling Like a Bird

I discovered myself in my travels, but it's not as if travel always makes humans happy. In fact, human response never changes in the face of the realities he sees. The more I…

I Am Like Earth

Until I opened my eyes, I found myself on the road, my beliefs and life were different; I wasn't happy that I felt this difference since I was a child, until recently the virus…

Quarantine in the Heart

"Quarantine in the Heart" is the name I chose for this text; I don't go out these days, but rather go inward, into myself. I reached the core of my heart. Where the truth lies; I…