There is madness in the every heart. — Lailah Gifty Akita, Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
There is madness in the every heart. — Lailah Gifty Akita, Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
There is madness in the every heart. — Lailah Gifty Akita, Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
There is madness in the every heart. — Lailah Gifty Akita, Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
There is madness in the every heart. — Lailah Gifty Akita, Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
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There is madness in the every heart.

— Lailah Gifty Akita, Pearls of Wisdom: Great mind
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