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My uncle went to the higher horizon.
Farewell to the sun, and the sad moon.
He was a friend and fellow traveler.
He was warm and daring in life and beautiful in appearance.
My uncle is a bouquet of roses and toast a cup.
Uncle Memories for ever, till we meet again in eternity.
Uncle security and wishes.
My uncle is ears of wheat.
My uncle is a grape of Yemen.
So he bid farewell to Sami and bid farewell to Abd al-Wahhab Ibn al-Hajj Salam.
And see you in the kingdom of God.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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