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Listen to my hand My hand is on my mouth My hand is on my mouth
because I was lost My glass is because I was lost Crying Whatever I find out Whatever I find my broken
Tarbi in my task Tarbi in my Ghizani in my throat in mysteries please Please please Thank you Thank you You Your Principle Your Principle What do you Mirror on your floor Your Principle Your Principle What do I Mirror in your floor Whatever I do I am a mirror Flower I became a shade of flowers Paradise I am tent If my flower is crushed in my floor All my threshold all my threshold I am all in my mud and jasmine Zain of two thousands of me and Maaa. I am
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