My soul is sacrificed to you, O wrath!
This is how the brothers cohabit
The righteous have left you and their fortune
from you, the luck of abandonment
I was prevented justly, and you expanded with it
Donnie, Is that good or deprived?
Your book is forgotten from its obsolescence
Times pass without your Messenger
And if you wrote an excuse, it was not given to me
The book was issued with satisfaction, and there is no title
and a boy forgot, or is lost on the nuclei
My cheap friend and my free hair
Or did you not sing with what I inked?
in you the narrators, And the stirrups walked?
a praise that will kill you more than her debt
And you will be humiliated and humiliated
let this, And tell me about our friend
human being and is it acceptable to human being
The Moroccans yelled after him on Thursday.
It is as if the crows have choked him
I wish I could see at night
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Then the fat man saw the blood, when you spit it out.
cut the canals, the rods crush him
it was easier for him to kill me and them
a slave of mutual intercourse around him
He supplicates with a dabba of Wasit
And the shriek of a swarm of dwarfs made him silent
God is the Greatest has been chained to his crime
human, And he rebelled against the sons of Jaalan