Whenever a person hurts his eyes unite with his suffering to observe carefully the dropped and scattered pain that was obliged to be seen drawn opened and the source of broken reason to live.
Whenever a person hurts his eyes unite with his suffering to observe carefully the dropped and scattered pain that was obliged to be seen drawn opened and the source of broken reason to live.
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