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I analyzed myself in the mirror and I was hell spellbound. Blessed by the hands that molded me from dust into being. Every line, every curve, every shape, every form, my sourcefully brought our life by the hands that makes no mistake. I'm encountered in every sense, well-kneaded, well-crafted. I beheld myself in the mirror, a compliment to the master creator. Every frame, every panel, every hue, every color, work for a thing well-molded by Allah, the finest creator. Tabarak Allahu Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen. Tabarak Allahu Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen. Sunrises baffles me, sunsets blows my mind. I get goosebumps by the sights of sand dunes that makes a desert, Swiss candy seeds bliss, landscapes that humbles me, a fascinating work of art by the originator of hearts. Bless be the hands that altered and invented life, so bless be the best to create. Praise be to the fashioner of men and all of existence, praise be to Allah, the best to create. Tabarak Allahu Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen. Tabarak Allahu Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen. Tabarak Allahu Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen. Tabarak Allahu Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen. Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen. Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen. Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen. Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen. Ahsanul Khaliqeen, Ahsanul Khaliqeen.