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O gentle soul, more precious than platinum or gold,
Compared to other women you are on top.
For you my love will never stop.
Amantullah, you are The Cream Of The Crop!
In more demand than large denominations of money.
Beneath a niqab lies a smile so warm and sunny.
Breath and voice both sweeter than honey.
Amantullah, I love you with a love that
Grows more each day. All Praise is due
To Allah for sending you my way.

Abu Lateef

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