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Mercy in small peices broken apart. Each of equal size in hundred parts. Ninety nine remained with God unsent. Only single part for creation was sent. Yet enough to show mercy to each other. Want to see then see eyes of a mother.
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Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 11:01 AM UTC
Mercy
Mercy in small peices broken apart. Each of equal size in hundred parts. Ninety nine remained with God unsent. Only single part for creation was sent. Yet enough to show mercy to each other. Want to see then see eyes of a mother.
mdasadullah
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Nov 26, 2014
Nov 26, 2014 at 11:01 AM UTC
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