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Not once upon a time but now among most innocent ones, an Arabian voice is buried in the thick wall of bricks furnished with glory, floating in the oasis of money. Yet, when it switches to it's origin then maybe is a poor Arab speaking. Still the rest of the world                                  can forget the oil it's no sad story anymore the sand beneath his feet shines                                  brighter than the gold!
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Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 2:42 PM UTC
Sands Brighter than the Gold
Not once upon a time but now among most innocent ones, an Arabian voice is buried in the thick wall of bricks furnished with glory, floating in the oasis of money. Yet, when it switches to it's origin then maybe is a poor Arab speaking. Still the rest of the world                                  can forget the oil it's no sad story anymore the sand beneath his feet shines                                  brighter than the gold!
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Jun 4, 2017
Jun 4, 2017 at 2:42 PM UTC
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