I <3 Islam *on hold*
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Hello my brothers & sisters of Earth. This is a book I compiled over the last few months about Islam...Each chappie with something new, something heart warming & something that can reach out to both Muslims...Christians...Jews... Atheists...Hindus...Buddhists...anyone!
Its not a book forcing you to believe that Muslims are perfect...or to nag you that your religion/science is false but to teach you that the same religion shown by the media as "EVIL" is peaceful...Is against things that kill the average human...drugs, smoking, alcohol, etc...
Most of all, this book is for you to enjoy as you scroll through the online pages =)
Thanks!
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