the most difficult journey I ever made
was pilgrimage inside myself

to tell the truth


I don’t know if the journey was accepted,
my soles are rough
my skin is burned
throat is dry
and cheeks etched
this back and forth bartering with my nafs
finally I bought him out
I wish I knew what a liar I was earlier


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