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“إنما اللذة نشيد من أناشيد الحرية و لكنها ليست الحرية و هي أزهار رغباتكم و ليست الثمار و هي غور يتطلع إلى القمة و ليست الغور و لا القمة و هي الطائر المقفوص و قد بسط جناحيه و لكنها ليست الأجنحة التي تلف الفضاء”

Quote by Kahlil Gibran

Book:The Prophet
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