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Sometimes,

Sometimes no one knows our battles except Allah

Sometimes no one knows the pain you curl up with at night,stifling the gasp of pain stabbing you,whispering for sabr or deliverance

Sometimes no one knows our unshed tears except Allah

Sometimes no one knows your silent jihad,what you gave up

Sometimes no one knows that you chose to fall silent in response to her charm,for the sake of your imaan

Sometimes no one knows that she tiredly cleaned the house while the rest were alive with laughter and indifference

Sometimes no one knows how he wanted to cry from the burden of feeding their mouths but kept smiling

Sometimes no one knows the choices you had to make

Sometimes no one knows the sweet cocoon of an illicit relationship that you gave up for Allah

Sometimes no one knows the dreams you had to see ripped apart

Sometimes no one…

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