She is like a piece of mud..soft and fertile and inside the mud,there is a pearl...very precious and glittering..ITS YOU..
I’m so thankful for open my eyes
You came to me and bring me to light
The dark smoke become light
It’s not a dream it’s my sinful days of my life
My life…. From darkness to light….
Friday, November 9, 2012
Hijab...
I'm not oppressed nor a prisoner I'm a slave/ servant of my Lord I covered because I obeyed To protect myself From this sinful world of Dunya...
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