A Whisper to the One Who Knows me
To the One who knows me — a prayer
To the One who knows me — a prayer
About the Creator
HasanSoulInk
I am Syed Hasanuzzaman — writing as HasanSoulInk.
A Jedi. A seeker.
I write from fire to healing water — through love, betrayal, gratitude, rebirth.
My words are for the ones who’ve been wounded but refused to kneel.
For those who rise anyway.
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