Pure Arabic Nights
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It was for three years
Living like a monk -
Listening to her telling -
Fairy tales from God
On how the Faith was opened
To the 12 wise men
Who after seeing a Virgin
Feel themselves like in jail.
People and Jinns are flying
At carpets swift and cool.
Punished if they are lying,
Granted if they were good.
Pure the thoughts of Princess,
Hot the Arabic night.
Life is not bad but simple
If you have Light in heart.
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