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Nedall Zalloum
January 12th, 2022 by thesuper

But his father said “O son.” Learn: the finest people are like the candles; Let them burn through to give the others something light and heat. Indeed, such best people are the real heroes”and the second best people are the ones who write with the melted wax for the offspring: one ran here! You’re running in the dark. I’m going to get you?” But he has a light. You can force the darkness with light. Only with voices and tones, you can destroy the myth of the silence! Only if one dares beyond himself, he survived the time and the room only with unshakable courage to defeat the fear and can accept only with wisdom destiny free selected Yes! There are no directions, but only one direction, and that is not even dimensional there are no compromises, but only one solution and that is not even rational who has fear of wet, should not swim who’s afraid of the dreams,.

should not sleep and who’s afraid of the nightmare, should avoid the hour of the Wolfen, but by God, you know the hour of the Wolf? You’re running in the dark. There is no way out!” He’s not replied back. But he listened with wide clever but empty expression eyes fully focused to: O son. Was always a candle and never a part of darkness! But you have to keep your eyes, that fire is your weapon, but not your friend, you have to know that there is no turning back “and the father lit a candle and continued: Oh son.” You have to know that after a possible early there will be only a safe end! You will never defeat the dark, but will you also never defeated, but you will go down and be immortalized as a trace, a trail that can show only one other candle but you should know that the fate of the candles is the void “and with a surprisingly fast hand movement, he put out the candle. But in the dark, he saw the fear in his wide “Eyes and he heard the whispers in the dark: dark light up the” you, running in the dark. It not worth to resist?” The sounds are on the light on and the light on the runner it is the skill that emerges from steadfast will.

The melancholy is the poetry of the drama and its course is being safe-creating failure is being. And what was in his heart. Was it the devastating pity? Was it the resignation of sustained with version? Was it the growing awareness of the consequence of a free conscious decision of a free spirit? His steps are slow and harder, his light is brass and weaker, the tones are always silent and continue but one was sure him except getting lights and sounds will give it his fate! The man can be destroyed, but are never defeated because free will survive the tethered and compelling force “his field of vision is darker and narrower and its light goes out between every second and the other. Yes! This is the fate of a candle! And after the last schadenfrohen call: you running in the dark. I’ve got you!” There was again the darkness and silence of nothingness. Nedall Zalloum 18.02.08 Turkey.


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