There is a secret in the word “freedom”— that a human, without knowing why, longs for a share of it; as if a lost name rests in our throat, constantly calling out to itself... But the one rooted in their own captivity, what do they know— some chains make no sound; they are not

Golnaz Aliyari @yass7755 · 2026-08-20

There is a secret in the word “freedom”— that a human, without knowing why, longs for a share of it…

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Brimming... To seek refuge in a past that never came to be may be the closest thing to peace when it is already too late to begin again. Once more, a familiar feeling winds itself…
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