The Light Of Love Flows Out Of My Soul, But It Can Go Nowhere Because It's Blocked By Pain. I Could Inhale And Exhale Every Morning For The Rest Of My Life, But That Wouldn't Solve Anything.

-Paulo Coelho

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The Light Of Love Flows Out Of

Paulo Coelho

The Light Of Love Flows Out Of My Soul, But It Can Go Nowhere Because It's Blocked By Pain. I Could Inhale And Exhale Every Morning For The Rest Of My Life, But That Wouldn't Solve Anything.

Topic

Life

Morning

Pain

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