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خفف الوطء ما أظن أديم

الأرض إلا من هذه الأجساد

سر ان اسطعت في الهواء رويدا

لا اختيالا على رفات العباد

translation:

Soften your tread. Methinks the earth's surface is but bodies of the dead,
Walk slowly in the air, so you do not trample on the remains of God's servants.

A poetic reminder to be humble, for we will all die, and our bodies will turn into nothing but dust.

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