spirit
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Ode to narcissism
A spirit delicate, unwilling to offend, Never forgives himself, for mere slip of tongue, He gives each person, an unremitting attention, They are Allah’s Almighty gentlemen, Unlike vain men, who seeks others admiration, Whose blood is diseased, in their veins meandering, Who hates all the grace and elegance! They are torment to themselves and everyone,…
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Silent Chains
In dungeons deep, human souls outcried, With darkness visible and no light, People hopelessly deformed by sight, There comes the torture,without respite, Not feared Allah,that undaunted fiend, The dark floors and its chilling tiles, Where rodents squeaked in black night, Here freedom was engraved in every mind In sednaya prison the chilling confine! Fettered in…
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