"Your tears do not wash away your sorrows. They feed someone else's joy. And that is why you must learn to swallow your own tears.
...I was like a bird, my wings once carried on a wind of lies. I would beat those wings to stay aloft, and when the wind suddenly died or buffeted me around, I would keep beating those strong wings and fly in ...
Photo by Ákos Szabó
Photo by Ian Turnell
...I was like a bird, my wings once carried on a wind of lies. I would beat those wings to stay alof...
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