The fire is our speech. The wind is our voice

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Love is fun, like running dogs, it makes us feel happy as one can. It speeds our heart and gives us joy, making us love more.

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"Wisdom begins when one peers back on their life and recognizes their foolishness, then has the maturity to know that it is a life long journey ".

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"Gan Travieso, Why do you always use free tools to do your projects." - Interrogator
"Cause I have two free hands, a free mind and I practice free speech. I Like to draw freehand, and drive on the freeway." - Gran Travieso

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Those content with being as skillful as their peers
will always be seen as average.
Cream rises to the top.

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One can speech,
one can preach,
one can holler
and screech --
But only love
can teach....

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The mouth does only speak a universal language if it knows how to tell the difference between speech and silence, right actions and useless ones and does not deal with things it cannot handle.

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Kisi ki bhi fan following mein andhay ho kar qanoon hath mein na lo kyun koi bhi
Tumhara saga NAHI hai ye peer faqeer,
ye leader, ye politicians, tumharay through apna ulu sedha kartay hain phir bhi Tum jahil logon ko aqal NAHI ati tajub hai.

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Tum log mujhay peeth pechay galiyan na diya karo balkay Meray mun par Meray samnay mujhay Kuta, Dala, shora, kamina, harami, bay gerat vagera bool diya karo,
Tum Meray apnay log ho I don't mind ICT.

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If it ain't there, even a toupee won't fix the route of the problem.

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There's a prosecution going on, between the reality of truth against free speech. The final verdict will determine whether such truth can survive where it lies.

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Real happiness lies hidden within the secret recesses of our own Souls.
Extreme contentment peeks through the smile of the members of family. Extreme love drips thru the quite eyes of these loved ones.
The fact is that God grants this treasure equally to each one of us but very few drive safely through the fog.
Musk lies within

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Ye jo Peer Faqeer hotay hain ye Ameer Kabeer osamiyan dhondtay hain takay
Paisa aur Shohrat dono mein azafa ho..

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Neuromuscular agent paralyzes body’s voluntary muscles and lungs and blocks movement and speech Summun Bukmun Umyun Zafar Supari Pagal Nashai Wehmi Nafsiati game over...

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Such two speeches cannot wait:
I LOVE YOU and I AM SORRY. Elsewise, you may live with regrets to the end.

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Ko Un was speechless at Auschwitz. Someday, when it’s too late, will we be speechless at Gaza? —Michael R. Burch (Keywords/Tags: Holocaust, Auschwitz, Gaza, death, murder, ethnic cleansing, genocide, infanticide, matricide)

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Why Peer Faqeers and Gadi nasheens are trying to enrich themselves at the expense of the Poor??

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Najeeb Sultan vargay Peer hovan tay fair choran dakaytan de ke Loor ay!!!

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I sense generations long gone peering out the windows of my eyes by Robert

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Najeeb Sultan kya sahaba Peeri Mureedi kartay thay?

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One of the most cruel reasons that relationships end is invisible. It never moves and you won't hear a peep out of it. But it's indifferent chill sits quietly, allowing any and every thought possible to move in and take over. It is not a treatment or a game. It is called silence.
The inability or refusal to communicate will shred the strongest of bonds to bits, scattering it wherever the winds of change take it, never to be seen or remembered again.

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Peer zafar shah do you remember sho khalid dasti.

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Peer zafar shah chup kar kay 324 me andar ho ja.

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The only way to stop me is to shoot me.
Peer Zafar Shah.

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Beware the eloquence of the rattlesnake's tail. — Native American saying, translation by Michael R. Burch, keywords/tags: Native American, nature, rattlesnake, eloquence, spoken word, speech

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Speak less thunder, wield more lightning.
—Native American proverb, translation by Michael R. Burch, keywords: Native American, nature, power, lightning, thunder, speech, speak, speaking

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to live among the daffodil folk...
slip down the rainslickened drainpipe,
suddenly pop out
the GARGANTUAN SPOUT,
minuscule as alice, shout
yippee-yi-yee!
in wee exultant glee
to be leaving behind the LARGE
THREE-DENALI GARAGE.
('escape!' by michael r. burch)

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Every angel is terrifying. And yet, alas, I invoke you, one of the soul's lethal raptors, well aware of your nature. As in the days of Tobias, when one of you, obscuring his radiance, stood at the simple threshold, appearing ordinary rather than appalling while the curious youth peered through the window. ('Rilke's Second Elegy' by Rainer Maria Rilke, loose translation by Michael R. Burch)

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The wolves at the throat so that we are now speechless.

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"Non pressured creative writing assignments maybe for extra credit should spring board healthy discussion during class," said Austin Macauley UK author Marc O'Brien, "not only will this be a relaxed easy good grade time but allowing the students to release emotion will only build trust between their peers."

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