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9-4-1441

Khalid Mukhtar · April 27, 2020 · 2 Comments

This separation pains me so
A dagger pressed into my side
How fortunate are those who by
That patch of Paradise abide

Micropoetry, Poetry, Ramadan

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    June 8, 2025 at 9:31 am

    Thanks for sharing. I read many of your blog posts, cool, your blog is very good.

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  2. binance says

    October 27, 2025 at 1:03 am

    I don’t think the title of your article matches the content lol. Just kidding, mainly because I had some doubts after reading the article.

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