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  • Writer's pictureRabby

of peace… and hope…

These are the moments I live for. When the smell of laughter dances in our midst. When the sound of fine wine lingers on our lips. When the taste of rich perfume massages our necks. This… this is why my heart beats. It beats for times when fear is forgotten and longing is out of our sights for when troubles have lost their worrisome weights and men live.and breathe. These are the moments I live for… where there’s light. where i see marvelous light.

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