Cutting the razor of the night and lighting the dawn, sleeping birds suddenly woke up. The birds - on the trees of the birds, all the chikimichira calls, makes the nijhum-silent Ga-K. From the mangajid monastery, the tune of the azan, the flowers bloom in the trees and trees. The dawl of dawl came out of the heart, the wings were dispersed, and the wings disappeared. The unknown one is far away. The sun shines in the morning in the sky and the sky is full of work.

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