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he was
He was a little soul
Living in Riyadh,
Kazan street
He was a little dealing with big ambitions
He went through the unknown
Seeking his wishes
He sipped disappointment
He doesn't want to come back again
He , now, drinks whisky and smokes hashish
Now
He sees his wishes dance over
A flying smoke
What a saddening trip
(a high man's talk, pay no attention)
