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ahmed jdou:
People live
People die
People laugh
People cry
Some give up
Some still try
Some say hi
While some say bye
Others may forget you
but never will I

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ahmed jdou: When we grow up we write with ink instead of bullets

So learn to erase your mistakes is no longer easy

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ahmed jdou: O God, I narrowed my being I can not endurance

ahmed jdou: Believe me, from the left like you crying tears let me say I love you I die and you let your heart Jelin text Eidak my hands Cololk I forget you respond Aauvunk tells you to forget you, I say you are attractive you you're the most beautiful spiritual wounds you dunk like the breath of my heart stop

ahmed jdou: I can not forget my lord
Every word from you is tone Zamani
Each touch of your hands is the pulse of Hanani
Every tear from your eyes is death Ashjani the
Each smile from you is the color of my address

ahmed jdou: Wayne path going my

ahmed jdou: Croaking of our time and the defect in us and our time defect Swana

ahmed jdou: Stuff does not return
If uttered the word
And time, if ever
And trust if lost!!!!!

ahmed jdou: One hand can not clap, but she slapped, and some do not need to hand clap him as much as he needs a hand slap in the face, perhaps waking up

ahmed jdou: Do not ask why the person lied because he inevitably will answer lie Other