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Towards Him
Towards Him the dances are made,
His world delivered me, after a time;
I became His solution for all problems,
He is on His Throne, with a reality.
I gather my forces to this very day,
In truth the aid has arrived,
For my angers are subdued,
My lofty goal has been terminated.
poem
by
Naveed Akram
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