(January 6, 1883 – April 10, 1931 / Bsharri)

Pierce

When silence start to burn
When all hatreds buried rises
You never know how to open your palm
You never know how to smile in tears

But when the sun comes awake
Then there the forgiveness comes
Then there the love whispers
Then there we learn the true essence of love…

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Much of your pain is self-chosen. It is the bitter potion by which the physician within you heals your sick self. Therefore trust the physician, and drink his remedy in silence and tranquillity: great write great 10++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
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One of the best 20th century thinkers!
beautiful imagery, brave theme. one of the finest thinkers of the 20th century
One of the finest work of Coleridge
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