She knew that her work wouldn't let her rest,
Was aware that every day would be a test.
It was her passion though, to see the last smiles,
Although they haunted her for the longest of times.
He was a wonder in this world,
Possessed a heart of gold.
His heart bled for every atrocity the ummah faced,
His Soul shook every time an innocent was shot dead.
She couldn't believe that he was hers,
And he was on a mission to never see her in tears.
She remembered this when a cry escaped its cage,
And knew that he would love her even after his last breath.
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