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Twilight Hijab

Waving when the wind hit
He cleverly covered again
Either he was the only taste
I feel like prostrating in prostration

Bismillah begins to arrive in words
When dusk arrived, like an angel hugging me tightly
Beautifully covered this crown by him
Is this the feeling?

When they don't care about you because of new values
But not a few also greet you in sincerity
Only hearts can connect it
Jua's love grows in the soul
It's a headscarf,
when the dusk arrived, I still touched her body

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My drawing and my poetry... | Ecency