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Khan BA Oct 2017
Haji My friend..

Haji is my dearest friend,
And yet he never thinks of the end,
Often I think he is so naive and young,
But then his is my dearest little thing,
Haji thinks I walk with oldies and am too old,
But will he ever know old is so precious gold,
Come my dear one let me show you the way,
Where the young and old just fade away,
And there is none but the purest of the way,
It is like this, as has been all the way.

(By: Khan, BA)
(For My Dear friend  Dr. Najeeb.. I call him Haji)

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