Why would you care — being liked by people you don’t like

Why would I care about being liked or loved by people I don’t like or love? And why do you? quote bites by sadia hakim

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They ask if there is a way out of betrayal trauma

I wish there had been a way out of betrayal trauma. You just have to live with this dagger inside your heart. Quote Bites by Sadia Hakim

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And if you ask for it a million more times, I just will

If something is good for you, I will give it to you a million billion times. And if you ask for it a million more times, I will give it to you. letters unsent

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From beast to human: your presence tames the wild inside

The monster inside me feels human when I’m with you.
And with you, the monster inside me feels human. I want to feel human.

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A poem of love and loss —honoring Palestine’s struggles

I would die for this land—for its moonrises and sunsets — honoring Palestine’s struggles, a poem of love and loss for Palestinians by sadia hakim

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I am indeed black, and he is indeed white

I am indeed black, and he is indeed a white soul. sadia hakim

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A world big enough to fit fifty moons — cosmapoetica

A world big enough to fit fifty moons can’t even fit a single soul with dreams. cosmapoetica, sadia hakim’s science and space infused poetry

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What the bones remember is haunting — sciopoetica

Memory is not kind. It does not soften the edges of the past, nor does it fade into silence.Bones don’t forget, and what they remember is haunting.

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Excerpts from what the bones remember is haunting

Not all graves are in the ground. Quotes and excerpts from what the bones remember is haunting. Cosmapoetica (Sciopoetica Ve Astropoetica) series

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The most human thing about stars is that they burn

We thought the stars would outlive us, but they, too, will burn out. Maybe that is the most human thing about them. Sadia Hakim

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