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Variable said
Have you ever divulged the story behind your Islamica name sir?
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unless i'm mistaken, it must be from this lovely poem (by one of my all-time favorite poets)
What happens to a dream deferred?
Does it dry up
like a raisin in the sun?
Or fester like a sore--
And then run?
Does it stink like rotten meat?
Or crust and sugar over--
like a syrupy sweet?
Maybe it just sags
like a heavy load.
Or does it explode?
-Langston Hughes