In a perfectly built building
You may find some flaws
Even in a relationship of years
You may experience strains of some sort
In a texture, some anti-textures
Don't worry then
This is the mark of dunya*
The inevitable imperfections
*This Arbic word refers to the transitory earthly world in contrast to the eternal hereafter world
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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