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Abdul Wahab
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My eyes are more precious
Than mountains of gold
I realize this when I was
In the valley of paradise
Moving in snail’s pace
Thinking how little I am
Nothing I have got
In my life
Anger was growing
Inside
Suddenly came a sound
Echoing from the Himalayas
The mother of the highest
Mountain on earth
‘’take away gold
Equal to my Everest
And in turn give me
Me your eyes ‘’
I become wiser
And since then I never complain
Only whisper in heart
Gratitude, gratitude.
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