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Omar Khalid Hashim

Iraq, Mosul
Tuesday, April 17, 2012

O, Friend

O, my friend,

Am didn't seen a beautiful minute passed to me,
When I was having problems,

No one come,

No one ask,

O, my life,

Where is the happy day! ! !

My lover may be will ask about me! ! !

Through my time become harsh,

And made my body like wood,

Please my friend came again,

And ask about me,

The day is passing after whole the beautiful day,

Rascal people drink honey,

And am bitterness belong to me,

The rascal however be up,

Will din't have name between the people,

The lion still lion,

If came or leave the place



Omar Khalid Hashim
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