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Where my heart sleep is home Though the miles and miles of journeying Home is where my heart keep. When in restless hours I'll roam, When world was new aimlessly revolving, Windows of old memories peep. Waves on waves white as foam; Believers plenty yet you're I'm so longing. Where fluid time hardly do seep Awaits reborn in purifier womb. My hajj pilgrimage by the One beckoning My venture of truth devotion deep. Under a holy sojourn ancient dome; To repent wild nights sinful tears shedding Like crystal droplets whilst I sleep.
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Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 9:14 PM UTC
The Away Home
Where my heart sleep is home Though the miles and miles of journeying Home is where my heart keep. When in restless hours I'll roam, When world was new aimlessly revolving, Windows of old memories peep. Waves on waves white as foam; Believers plenty yet you're I'm so longing. Where fluid time hardly do seep Awaits reborn in purifier womb. My hajj pilgrimage by the One beckoning My venture of truth devotion deep. Under a holy sojourn ancient dome; To repent wild nights sinful tears shedding Like crystal droplets whilst I sleep.
In rememberance of my pilgrimage to Mecca. A chance given by Almighty to clean purify myself. To repent for my countless sins and be born again renewed as new born child.
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60/M/New Malaysia
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 9:14 PM UTC
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