Love is the beauty of being. — Lailah Gifty Akita, Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
Love is the beauty of being. — Lailah Gifty Akita, Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
Love is the beauty of being. — Lailah Gifty Akita, Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
Love is the beauty of being. — Lailah Gifty Akita, Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
Love is the beauty of being. — Lailah Gifty Akita, Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
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Love is the beauty of being.

— Lailah Gifty Akita, Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
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