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 Aug 2013 Dunya Sun
FireDream
I have a secret
It pounds and roars and screams
Inside of me, wanting to come out
But I ignore it
All I want to do is run away from it
All it does is haunt me for eternity
Your hope in my heart is the rarest treasure
Your Name on my tongue is the sweetest word
My choicest hours
Are the hours I spend with You --
O Allah, I can't live in this world
Without remembering You--
How can I endure the next world
Without seeing Your face?
I am a stranger in Your country
And lonely among Your worshippers:
This is the substance of my complaint.

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