Ramadan And After
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Each year
It appears
To purify
And for us to apply
The soul must dip
And keep
Pure spirit
For all of us to greet
It is holier than holy
Be near to almighty
Keep fast
And last
It shall take you
With meaningful truth
You shall hear plight of thousands
Calling from dead end
Wish for them happiness
Give them no more chases
Donate liberally when month is over
They wait for your money cover
More you purify
And satisfy
With closeness to God
You shall feel no load
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