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9-19-1441

Khalid Mukhtar · May 12, 2020 · 1 Comment

Make it so my sins dissolve
In the surf of Your maghfirah
And take away my pettinesses
As the waters recede, Ya Ghafūr

Micropoetry, Poetry, Ramadan

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