The flower that does not smileat the branches withers. — Jalaluddin Rumi, Bridge to the Soul: Journeys Into the Music and Silence of the Heart
The flower that does not smileat the branches withers. — Jalaluddin Rumi, Bridge to the Soul: Journeys Into the Music and Silence of the Heart
The flower that does not smileat the branches withers. — Jalaluddin Rumi, Bridge to the Soul: Journeys Into the Music and Silence of the Heart
The flower that does not smileat the branches withers. — Jalaluddin Rumi, Bridge to the Soul: Journeys Into the Music and Silence of the Heart
The flower that does not smileat the branches withers. — Jalaluddin Rumi, Bridge to the Soul: Journeys Into the Music and Silence of the Heart
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The flower that does not smileat the branches withers.

— Jalaluddin Rumi, Bridge to the Soul: Journeys Into the Music and Silence of the Heart
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