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Feb 2020
Black Magic
Wicked enemies are using magic to frighten
Without relizing that vice cannot surpass virtue
But they don't know that are but just brighten
Wrath for themselves they are going to pursue

Vice my friend will never ever surpass virtue
It may not have the strength of but truth
Great love help me to be straight thru and thru
My sincerity and my love make me uncouth

Hatred has to die and love has to flourish
Love is an emblem of God to take care
My sacrifice for love will make me nourish
I am a slave of Master hence soothsayer

Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
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Col Muhammad Khalid Khan  Abbottabad Pakistan
(Abbottabad Pakistan)   
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