In the farthest of the south
I hear rain falling down.
For I am scared of a dark
unfathomed lightly crown.
Let the rain fall off my skin
to as I seek the reason of sin.
Which my spirit was the surrender,
while I was eye to eye with my Jinn.
Of a mystery, and a dream,
should my life become the begin.
To as I arise in a dim of light
you sought my soul at night.
Despite my early life,
with a dreaming eye, I will fight.
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