The oak sleeps in the acorn; the bird waits in the egg; and in the highest vision of the soul a waking angel stirs. Dreams are the seedlings of realities.

Sare Jahan me
  Jitni v chehra hai...
Ankh mera tumhe pasand kya...
Raat Ko need Kam
 Tumhare khwab jyada aya....
Hamara dil me
   Apka naam likha hai...
Kismat achha tha
   Jo tum mujhe mil Gaya....
Meri Jaan ka Naam hai...

Era algo nuevo en el mundo, dos reinas que se querían y se ayudaban en vez de combatir, y juntas fueron más fuertes que ninguna otra colmena.

The problem with loving someone you don't trust is finding the right distance.

Written By Daniel Abraham

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