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Tuesday, 3 December 2013
The Sun Rose for Him
A poem that I composed as the Muslim community lost a young, precious, beautiful soul.
Part of the words:
Then a huge blazing ball of fire
erupted from the horizon
casting its crimson rays across the sky
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