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Machallah Creativity poem
Come every day
I liked him the penalty
I raise my rosy hands
To you
Pen the world poems by them
Be the king of poet bands
Peace is living here
Like a discreet lady threading a gown
Of cheer;
Open the door
Embrace the world
With its Arab palms
And Roman pines
Come every day
I liked him the penalty
I raise my rosy hands
To you
Pen the world poems by them
Be the king of poet bands
Peace is living here
Like a discreet lady threading a gown
Of cheer;
Open the door
Embrace the world
With its Arab palms
And Roman pines
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