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

No matter how much you're loved, to feel


No matter how much you're loved, to feel loved, you must be seen for who you really are. That's when every ounce of love given is a pound felt.
~Suhaib Rumi

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