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By: Dr. Adnan Bozan
When the donkey rises carrying the pen, letters turn into shackles that bind minds, and papers into empty mosques where only igno…
By: Dr. Adnan Bouzan
I never uttered your name, for names confine you as a cage confines the bird of light, and letters—no matter how they gather or…
By Dr. Adnan Bouzan
Letters do not weep in vain, nor do they bow upon the whiteness of paper except when silence grows too heavy, when the heart can…
By: Dr. Adnan Bozan
Embrace silence as the sea embraces its secrets in its depths, and as the night hides the moans of lovers within its darkness; fo…
By Dr. Adnan Bozan
Respect is not an ornament we hang upon our chests with words, nor a speech we decorate gatherings with to make them seem grander…