Like a sompoton
A unique design
Very hard to understand
Produces sounds but not all through the holes
A hidden beauty
As hard as it is to play
Beauty is a bitter price to pay
Going as easy as running away
But the time seems to sucking in
Every minute is taken away
Yet here I am
Still thinking what should I do
As a confirm destiny
is like being taken away
Will I be able to fly
or will I cry?
Well, come what may
For all I can do is to pray
For Allah is the one who give the way.
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