There is a joy inside me, and it grows from an almost forgotten memory.

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Seeing the girl praying did not stir any offense or surprise in me. It seemed normal and right. The woman’s actions though, drew me out from what feels like I had been in a numb and calloused slumber. I was pierced by the act. It is as if the knife pierced my body leaving a mark I would not forget.

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A magnificent building reminiscing a glorious age now forgotten.

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