The soul aches as much as the body. There are days when all the scars, all the old and long forgotten hurts light up, just like old injuries awaken before bad weather or bones hurt from blows you have collected in a long life, and only forgotten for a short while. In those days you are bad tempered and absorbed in yourself, in your soul whose wounds reopened only to remind you that nothing is lost, nothing vanishes, least of all pains and bad memories. They just whither away for a while, withdraw into an unknown depth, just like they will this time and you will put them behind you. Until the next time. Notes from Prison; Alija-Izetbegović.
Posted on: Fri, 13 Jun 2014 13:28:54 +0000
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