Your drawing
I will go to you willingly
Fluctuating ideas in mind
The hopes are filled with imagination
It is formal and formal
And the Lord of the Hanuk Thgreeni
He sent me
As you wish you are sponsoring me
Lay the lines on my eyelids
And good breath with my eyes
And let my mouth tread
You do not forget me
I am your little darling
I'm from a princess
I have given you my being
And the night of Lilac is my cause
Cross the paths of roses with me
And I will be redeemed from my foolishness
He threw me over the steppe
The shape of my lines and cheeks
Fataif Damak Rouani
And thought joy my brother
Do you know the expressions with the wind ??
And the lines of filters are eliminated ??
It recreates my form
As if I were in your dream
Take me, sir, with your hand
Draw my house trail
Places and spindles
Your lead lead me
The line of hope and its hope and Amhani
Your pen is Sidi Safaf
A line in the colors of my age
And he drew a sufficient amount
And tempt me ....
She reshaped my composition
Sir, do not forget
And my heart shall not be measured
You are all my interlocutors
I love you do not make my ascetic whispers
And do not erase your soul from your soul
Say in your drawing,
By Dr. Mona Dia (Lebanon)
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