Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert. — Khalil Gibran
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Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert.

— Khalil Gibran
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