Hajaarh Muhammad Bashar Biography

Sometimes
I wish I was a bird
And had wings to fly
To fly up the sky
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At first
Her eyes closed
Fighting to breath
Struggling to see
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Thousands of days had passed,
but I was still into my worst nightmare.

The sky was dark
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Days, weeks, and months passes by slowly
When you came into the world of man ever so gently
Traveling from an infant, a toddler to a child
So weak that I thought you would die
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