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May 2016
She walks in strays
And goes by her own ways
You can see her smiles
In about miles away
You could hear her laughs
And you would see her demeanors
But yet, she's anonymous
She's nobody
She's anonymous


She goes down rivers
But she'll never quiver
She stays low,
But yet she's always high
High as the mountains could go
As she jumps down streams
You could hear her screams
Bouncing from tress and skies to our own very eyes
But yet, she's anonymous
She's nobady,
She's anonymous


Her voice carries on
Like melodies from a song
So beautiful and so tempting not to listen
And the look she gives is so treasen
We'll find ourselves stumbling down
And wakeing up, wondering how?
But yet she's anonymous
She's nobody
She's anonymous
Nawal Yahya
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Nawal Yahya
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