@shenawe6: اللهم صلِّ وسلم وبارك على سيدنا محمد 🌺 #foryou #fyp #ادعيه

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ولد في مكة فأصبحت مكرمة ، و هاجر إلى المدينة فأصبحت منورة ، و دخل قلوبنا فأصبحت مطهرة فصلو عليه ..🤍
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اللهم صلي وسلم وبارك على سيدنا محمد وعلى اله الطيبين الطاهرين
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اللهم صل وسلم وبارك على سيدنا ونبينا محمد صلى الله عليه وسلم دائمة وعليه افضل الصلاة والسلام عليك ياحبيب محمد ي رسولي الله ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️🤲🤲🤲😭
2025-01-27 19:20:30
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صلي الله عليه وسلم وبارك على سيدنا محمد 💗💙
2025-01-16 21:16:28
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عليه افضل الصلاة و السلام
2025-01-24 22:58:12
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فلاح البدري :
يارب العالمين والصلاة والسلام على على الله
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عليه أفضل صلاة و سلام
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عليه افضل الصلاه والسلام 🤲
2025-01-22 21:35:13
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