Zikr, zikr, zikr.
And still, tears keep streaming.
While out there, I help to heal others from their anxiety, mentally or spiritually disturbed persons, I always, and always, put aside my own.
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And I dont know how to express my anxiousness, but I really am, not okay.
Keeping it all contained, here - my blog, where no one in this place - dengkil, knows. At least im free to be me.
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