A mirror of the Divine And finally made mine We married so young Our tale just begun But I feel most of my life Was plagued with undue strife Because you were not there. Love with no lover is not fair. So stay with me a little while While we shirk the end in denial Racing like two crazy birds Away from that most feared of words It·s not deathwe shirk, that we condone It·s those seconds when we·ll be alone I fear not the grave but thisworld you see For when one is dead to where will the other flee? Ya Allah! Strike us both when we are to die So that even in our graves you·ll allow us to lie In the place on earth that·s always better The place we·ll always be ²together.

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