As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music. — Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
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As the strings of a lute are apart though they quiver the same music.

— Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
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