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Queen Fathima—the Queen of Heaven— tones down her rose-red color, lending nature a cool spark. Boom—it fires up the Big Bang! So she shades her hue, puts on her black niqab, so that in her shadow, nature may flower. Now the full-blown Scientia—nature itself— is beyond every hand’s touch, every eye's full grasp, yet forever searching for their Queen—everywhere.
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Oct 15, 2020
Oct 15, 2020 at 11:18 PM UTC
Queen Fathima’s Niqab
Queen Fathima—the Queen of Heaven— tones down her rose-red color, lending nature a cool spark. Boom—it fires up the Big Bang! So she shades her hue, puts on her black niqab, so that in her shadow, nature may flower. Now the full-blown Scientia—nature itself— is beyond every hand’s touch, every eye's full grasp, yet forever searching for their Queen—everywhere.
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Oct 15, 2020
Oct 15, 2020 at 11:18 PM UTC
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