Swaying leaves in the morning
So much Duas are accompanying,
Far far away the sun rises--
Flirting me to exist
In part of their world I will stand up;
Yet if the dreams going above
For a while, or for a long time,
At least the hope won't create a crime,
Cause my eeman croping the cupidity
And leads my footsteps to the best eternity.
©zhema
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