To be wise means to know when to stay silent. — Kamand Kojouri
To be wise means to know when to stay silent. — Kamand Kojouri
To be wise means to know when to stay silent. — Kamand Kojouri
To be wise means to know when to stay silent. — Kamand Kojouri
To be wise means to know when to stay silent. — Kamand Kojouri
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To be wise means to know when to stay silent.

— Kamand Kojouri
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