No effort makes a black crow into a white hawk. — Idries Shah, The Dermis Probe
No effort makes a black crow into a white hawk. — Idries Shah, The Dermis Probe
No effort makes a black crow into a white hawk. — Idries Shah, The Dermis Probe
No effort makes a black crow into a white hawk. — Idries Shah, The Dermis Probe
No effort makes a black crow into a white hawk. — Idries Shah, The Dermis Probe
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No effort makes a black crow into a white hawk.

— Idries Shah, The Dermis Probe
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