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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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