MY HIJAB

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㍿·ˑ ִֶ ༄ ⊹꒰𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙎 𝙈𝙄𝙉𝘼!| 𖦹 🦢¡! ❞𝘚𝘗𝘌𝘈𝘒 𝘛𝘖 𝘔𝘌 𝘓𝘐𝘒𝘌 𝘈 𝘚𝘖𝘍𝘛 𝘓𝘠𝘙𝘐𝘊?ೄྀ࿐ˊˎ- 🤍ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ( 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐌!𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊)

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㍿·ˑ ִֶ ⊹꒰𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙎 𝙈𝙄𝙉𝘼!| 𖦹 🦢¡! ❞𝘚𝘗𝘌𝘈𝘒 𝘛𝘖 𝘔𝘌 𝘓𝘐𝘒𝘌 𝘈 𝘚𝘖𝘍𝘛 𝘓𝘠𝘙𝘐𝘊?ྀ࿐ˊˎ- 🤍ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ( 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐌!𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊)

㍿·ˑ ִֶ ༄ ⊹꒰𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙎 𝙈𝙄𝙉𝘼!| 𖦹 🦢¡! ❞𝘚𝘗𝘌𝘈𝘒 𝘛𝘖 𝘔𝘌 𝘓𝘐𝘒𝘌 𝘈 𝘚𝘖𝘍𝘛 𝘓𝘠𝘙𝘐𝘊?ೄྀ࿐ˊˎ- 🤍ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 ( 𝐏𝐄𝐎𝐌!𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊)

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"hijab is not just a cloth but a crown of dignity, a symbol of grace woven with faith. It tells the world that her beauty is her own, her strength lies within, and her spirit shines brighter than any adornment."

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"You look so beautiful with that

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"You look so beautiful with that...what is it called?"

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Wrapped in the softness of the dawn,I wear my hijab, my heart is drawn

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Wrapped in the softness of the dawn,
I wear my hijab, my heart is drawn.
To the One who guards me day and night,
In this sacred veil, I find His light.

Each fold, a whisper of peace untold,
A shield that keeps my spirit bold.
In its embrace, I feel His care,
A love so pure, beyond compare.

The world may gaze, but I stand tall,
For in His sight, I find it all.
A safely within each thread,
Where fears dissolve, where doubts are shed.

Safe and sound, I walk this path,
Protected by His gentle wrath.
No storm can breach, no shadow harm,
For I am held within His arm.

This hijab, a symbol of His grace,
A loving touch, a warm embrace.
It speaks of faith, of strength, of trust,
A bond unbroken, pure and just.

So here I stand, beloved, free,
With every step, He walks with me.
In this veil, I've found my place,
A life adorned by His sweet grace.

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