I pray for his safety

Every day,

My middle brother is now married to the lady,

Who had muscles running up her arms,

He says,

He will take me up on a magical carriage

And treat me like his princess,

When he will come back,

From the army.

Big brother says,

He will appear in my doorway

With a bouquet of Jasmine,

I hope he is safe.

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