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I've come a long way, Barefoot, carrying sand of the desert between my toes. I've spent countless nights roaming here and there, Looking for the ban of my existence. There I see a light — It spreads all over, As if a noon sun has emerged in the middle of the night. Oh! How long I've been searching For the light of Noor and Hidaya. Tell me, my heart — Is it near? Have we reached our destination? Tell me — Is this the cure to the uneasiness of my mind? Ohh, my soft little heart — There's still a long way. So many sceneries to be captured, So many paths, So many things to feel. Keep your walls tight — There will be floods, Storms that might try to weaken you. But remember — Those who keep their hearts clean, Allah makes His home in those hearts.
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Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 3:31 PM UTC
My little heart
I've come a long way, Barefoot, carrying sand of the desert between my toes. I've spent countless nights roaming here and there, Looking for the ban of my existence. There I see a light — It spreads all over, As if a noon sun has emerged in the middle of the night. Oh! How long I've been searching For the light of Noor and Hidaya. Tell me, my heart — Is it near? Have we reached our destination? Tell me — Is this the cure to the uneasiness of my mind? Ohh, my soft little heart — There's still a long way. So many sceneries to be captured, So many paths, So many things to feel. Keep your walls tight — There will be floods, Storms that might try to weaken you. But remember — Those who keep their hearts clean, Allah makes His home in those hearts.
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fizasays
21/F/Pakistan
Nov 4, 2025
Nov 4, 2025 at 3:31 PM UTC
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