Basira :
there was a little child, playing in the green green garden, with a smile, the laughter ecooed in the sky, but little did the child know that it would start to cry. the childhood went away, and there was no time to spare, but everything would make sense, because Allah was hiding the child under Allahs shadows of mercy and slowly the suspense started to fade away, and the child had a new place to play, the place called Jannah, where mama and baba called the child's name, ya Rahman, ya Allah, you created us all in this dunya, but this is not we are supposed to stay. take us away from here, from the evil and misery that we can not bare. you have written our destinys before a human came here. ya Allah, ya Rahman, save our people from Israhell. free Falestine
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