I planted the seeds of my sorrow in this...

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I planted the seeds of my sorrow in this forgotten and barren land. Watered with tears I couldn't swallow and blood from my weary hands. Oh the harvest that was to follow, as roses from Arabian sands tell tales of a better tomorrow, and hope in my Maker's plans. ~Suhaib Rumi

I'm not open with many people. I'm usually very...



I'm not open with many people. I'm usually very quiet and I don't really like attention. So if I like you enough to show you the real me, you must be very special.
~Unknown

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