If there were no ink, I would use ash. If there were no ash, I would use stone. If there were no stone, I would use my sweats or my tears or my bloods…Nobody ever can stop me writing…And if my hands were unable to write something anymore, I would beg ALLAH to allow me, to ask the sky, to ask the trees or the ocean to help me keep writing my ideas in their silence…
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