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Jan 2017
Curtains are up and here I am
Facing the crowds on my knee
I smile when I'm dying inside
Then cry when no body see
I sang all my songs until I dropped
When my voice has silenced me
Everyone thought it was the end
I even believed and agreed
My theory in life is just doors
One door shuts and one is free
All my doors are closed now
So please God, accept my plea
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Abdullah Ayyash
January 13th, 2017
Abdullah Ayyash
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