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FASTING POEM
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FOOD FOR THOUGHT
Our plates are empty,
But we hunger for Mercy.
Our cups are dry,
But we thirst for compassion.
Our existence is lonely,
But we get close to Allah.
Our limbs are weak,
But they bend in prayer.
Our eyes are tired,
But they see the Truth.
Our money's for charity,
But we reap the reward.
Our eyelids are heavy,
But we lift our Iman.
Through the provision of Allah,
We are able to fast.
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