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

There are far too many silent sufferers. Not because...



There are far too many silent sufferers. Not because they don't yearn to reach out, but because they've tried and found no one who cares.
~Richelle E. Goodrich

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