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The Song Goes On Without Him
Glen Hansard’s music carried me through a time when I could barely carry myself. Now his voice remains, alive inside a silence that has learned his name. Continue reading
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I Don’t Know This City Yet
I know this city’s roads, yet its spirit remains beyond reach, leaving me to wonder what larger, stranger, more beautiful world might be waiting beyond the familiar horizon. Continue reading
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When Life Gets Too Busy, the Heart Begins to Whisper
When life gets too busy, I make tea, open a book, and listen as memory, longing, and the quiet voice of the heart return to me. Continue reading
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Disillusioned With Writing and Questioning My Purpose
I have been feeling disillusioned with writing lately, questioning my purpose, my motivation, and what I truly hope to achieve through the written word. Continue reading
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The Chord That Could Not Return
A guitarist spends his life trying to recover a vanished sound, only to discover that music, memory, and the self can never truly return unchanged. Continue reading
Shayan Afzal 