The sun barely risen I wake up
Fighting against every resistence
Just so I can worship Your every Existence
The thought of the hereafter flows through my membrane like the twilight zone
On and on it goes where my life ends no one knows
So I gotta stay up on my toes
Praying 5 times of day is half
Take part in fast living each day as if it's my last

You see
The fast is more than a ritual
It's something spiritual
Putting aside your normal
Habits
So you can live life blissful

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