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For My Happiness
O God
I think of you and my love exceeds the sky
It is due to the happiness in my heart
Not when the thrown missiles are hitting
But when the thrower has eventually gone
Forever
O My Lord
I think of comforts and laws that have been
Obeyed.
My efforts exceed the limits, as I befriend You
In ways of the human spirit,
I call you!
poem
by
Naveed Akram
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