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Lawrencia, A flower full of colors but difficult to find... We've got this memories emerge from time to time... But will soon be fading away to darkness as if we were blind. Your smiles followed you behind as you went away. No longer written on your face for us to see everyday. Its not getting easier for us day by day Enoch is forgetting about you.. I am no more haunting your smiles my dreams.. No more deep brown angelic eyes that made Justice soul scream.. Because we couldn't have you in our arms under the sunbeams.. Remember the K.F.C night with ice-cream and chicken tie. I think that part of us will not die. I think that part of us will stay alive. There is more to come in this endless goodbyes.
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May 8, 2020
May 8, 2020 at 4:15 PM UTC
Missed you
Eid Al Adha; Eid of Sacrifices and the celebratory end of Hajj. Purity abides around their heart as souls are blessed with the sown seeds of joy. Allah hu Akbar; takbir echoes as devotees congregate in every mosque nearby. They wear embellished clothes, extending their hearts to one another and capturing the ecstasy in every single encounter. Sentiments are reciprocated, and gratitude is manifested on such an occasion as we recall the origins of the reason we sacrifice; and that is to follow the order of Allah, as Prophet Ibrahim did.
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Aug 12, 2019
Aug 12, 2019 at 12:03 PM UTC
Eid Al Adha
Ce que j'ai ressenti quand j'ai écouté ses chansons True sorry Sa musique t'envahit Te coupe le souffle Rien que des sentiments graves, étouffantes Il te prend par la main Et t'étrangle soudainement Il te caresse dans ta gifle Il est avec toi et t'abandonne quand tu le désires le plus Il est là Sur des vibrations sonores hors norme Ce qu'il fait t'exaspère te rend malade Il ment sans même rougir L'improbable c'est lui L'horizon , les jardins vivent dans ses imaginations mais il aime me montrer ses démons Nomade Slang Je me balade dans tes pensées Je veille sur tes routines plates Ton âme danse dans cet espace Je te voix heureux mais effrayé de ce monde et ne montrant que ta tristesse Essentielles La mer, le vent chaud les gens qui passent Tout est familier Tu revoit ta jeunesse A l'aise dans un coin Ce que tu es ne te ressemble plus
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Mar 8, 2018
Mar 8, 2018 at 2:01 PM UTC
La musique de Ibrahim Maalouf et son pouvoir de boulverser
From the thorns come forth a beautiful rose, From chaos comes forth a luminous star, The gloomy rain is the cause for rainbows, And Ibrahim came forth out of Azar.
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Sep 24, 2016
Sep 24, 2016 at 10:04 AM UTC
Each Thing Holds Good From Within