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"The fire of Love that burns the Heart
Nothing remains except the Morning glow
In the Eons of suffering, riper the Jewels grow
Shed Light on the evil in you
The hidden treasure, is yet far away
Hidden beneath the illusion of You
These Gems; that aren't bought or sold
No value do they hold
In the eyes of the world
Only does the seer behold
And as the night approaches the Light grows dim
Look for the torchbearer within
The fire that guides therin
The fire that burns
To the point of no return
From the Ashes of yourself, shall you rise
Like the enlightened and the wise
Leave everything behind
For the Jewels of Love, there is no price"

                                                   - Ali Jamil

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