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I never met the daughter of my friend Amjad. But I know Aziza. I never saw her play and grow. But I know Aziza. I never heard her laugh or cry. But I know Aziza.
I cannot imagine the silence Amjad hears. For he still loves Aziza. I cannot fathom the pain he has endured. For he still loves Aziza. I cannot understand how things like this happen. For love to bring both joy and sadness. But I know Aziza.
Because I am a father Because Amjad is my friend Because love is life.....both happy and sad And Aziza loved and was loved So Aziza is love Thank you Aziza, for bringing us love. |
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