‘I desire nothing of your life that has passed, not even your name, not even your dreams, not even the story of your suffering; the mystery explains more than the light; you will not ask anything about me either; I am Joanna, you are a body living, I am a body living, nothing more.’
– Clarice Lispector, Near to the Wild Heart
Roseena Veronika Hussain 
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