Spirituality Quote by Laini Taylor

“It is bodies that makes us real. What is a soul without eyes to look through or hand to hold?” quote by Laini Taylor — Download Open image

““It is bodies that makes us real. What is a soul without eyes to look through or hand to hold?””

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