Death.
Death is God priceless gift.
This is the wisdom of the greatest poet.
The pain of illnesses is the strongest.
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Love and happiness are being evaporated on my earth.
Hell will be colder than the fire of illness and his long
nights.
The medicine and the doctors became my close friends.
3
My blood changed into River of capsules and electricity.
So Trump and his son in low became so happy.
As I made them cry by my immortal poetry.
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Healthy life is so sweet with love , beauty and justice.
The ancient Egyptians are teaching Europe what is real
romance.
And I build every kind heart a Palace made from Silk of Paradise.
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Written by Abdellatif Ahmed Fouad.
May 28,2018
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