Forty Days Ago, Gebran
His life was stolen. His words remain.
But what good are words if no one cares, and no one dares to listen.
posted by Fouad at 6:42 PM
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Sunday, January 22, 2006
But what good are words if no one cares, and no one dares to listen.
4 Comments:
mmm true ...
even if they care enough to dare and listen to these words, who knows? they probably wouldnt understand them anyways.
sad but true
f.
here is the lebanese dream " www.amihotatnight.com "
what on earth????????????
could we get any lamer???????
f.
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