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Your are an occult soul within your resplendent and impeccable anatomy that Heaven has bequeathed me. You have revealed all those mysteries of love to me, that I was incognisant of. Now tell me, O Master of love; What love shall I veil to you? And what love shall I not ask for?
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Feb 9, 2017
Feb 9, 2017 at 7:14 AM UTC
Heavensent Soul
Your are an occult soul within your resplendent and impeccable anatomy that Heaven has bequeathed me. You have revealed all those mysteries of love to me, that I was incognisant of. Now tell me, O Master of love; What love shall I veil to you? And what love shall I not ask for?
What comes to you by destiny is better planned than what you bring to yourself. Because destiny is written by Deity and undoubtedly He is above best.
ubaid-majeed
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Feb 9, 2017
Feb 9, 2017 at 7:14 AM UTC
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