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“Rebuke without love is abuse. But, a love that would never rebuke? I dare to admit that that, too, would be a kind of abuse.”

Quote by Criss Jami

Book:Healology
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Healology

Healology explores various healing methodologies, including traditional and alternative approaches, with a focus on understanding and implementing effective healing strategies. more

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Criss Jami
Criss Jami

Criss Jami is a contemporary poet known for his profound philosophical thoughts and unique poetic style. Born on May 29, 1987, he has shown a passion for literature and philosophy from a young age, which is evident in his works. more

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