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Prayer is like coffee for my soul in the morning
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Munia Khan
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For a brokenhearted person memories are the vital parts of misery
By Munia Khan
We have so much to learn from a fallen teardrop which is wiped away from our cheek…never to be felt again
By Munia Khan
Let the blue of the sky and ocean take your blue away when you feel blue
By Munia Khan
His life cries for an unknown land of joy;
By Munia Khan
City life can manufacture depression with no expiry date
By Munia Khan
all hopes there, so close to each other,
By Munia Khan
...before the dawn I leave the night behind me
By Munia Khan
Don’t let your dreams be forsaken by the starry nights
By Munia Khan
The stars will live for me, if not anything else
By Munia Khan
Lightning hides the colour of night
By Munia Khan
Do not trap yourself into an owl's hooting sound
By Munia Khan
The twilight seems invidious.It simply can’t let the sun hide away when darkness is just another name for night..
By Munia Khan
I wonder at the starry pattern in the sky
By Munia Khan
You don’t need a sad soul
By Munia Khan
I believe the night I’ve never met
By Munia Khan
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