A Stairway to Paradise
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مكتمِلة سبت, فبر ٦, ٢٠١٦<5 min
A short, simple poem about the issues in Palestine viewed through the lens of a little girl. May Allah support Palestine and all Arab countries who are still suffering from these inhumane attacks and invasions. May the All Mighty, the All Merciful, the Guardian, the Protector guide us all through this world and take us to Paradise with them Insha Allah.
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