The river bounders the heaven.
It gives light to the land.
A perspective of gods will shining in the sand.
It’s graced with blooming flowers
And caressed with giant trees.
They are just a gesture of what Jesus means.
Cleaning the gifted mountains
And opening the churches curtain.
A land so pure it only got gods burden.
It’s a piece of heaven on earth.
A piece of earth in heaven.
It's our beloved land: ANAN
Nadim Lost Soul
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