[عبداللطيف أحمد فؤاد]

You
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The sun doesn't rise when you are not on line.

The* Egyptian air doesn't* become Oxgen .

And the flowers don't bloom when I feel you are not fine.

2

The spring refuses to visit our homes or farms.

As the queen of progress will be the light of my heart rooms.

Pay attention that your absence will be the world storms.

3

The glitter of your eyes and letters are so important to

Egypt.

And your eyes sparkle like the treasures of the flase

Islamic state.
And the stars of the sky prepare us the Festivals red carpet.

4

This is my poem to the political hearts of the Human
being.

To the red roses of the ladies, this is my true feeling.

As my leeters are kissed every morning in the squares of

Washington , France, London,* Moscow and Begin bye

every one and everything.
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Written by Abdellatif Ahmed* Fouad.
Friday 8.,* August 2019