How nice to be
My life was full of pain,
Anywhere I turned my face.
I want to dream again,
Where love at lovely place.
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I closed my eyes to dream.
Could love relive again?
Could peace returned for heart,
Replace of harmful pain.
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How nice to be a strong.
When wind attacking you.
To raise your head above,
The clouds (wherever you go) .
Rasheed alqahas
Jeddah 13th.12.2008
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