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  Tell the clouds if they are sharpened by the north – Poet al-Buhturi

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  My brother, when did you fight against yourself, then rally – Poet Al-Buhturi

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  Al Saada bears separation – the poet Al-Buhtari

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  His theme is Sababa and Ishtiaq – the poet Al-Buhtari

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  I’m tired of standing on the road – Poet al-Buhturi

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  When he remembered and his tears ended – the poet Al-Buhtari

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  Mixing wine with reaping his saliva – Al-Buhtari poet

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  Between us there is a close covenant and sanctity – the poet Al-Buhtari