walking up the hill from the Brookland Metro Station,
crossing the street and entering the engineering building,
these words wafted past me like a southern breeze:
“Pray for Egypt.
Umm al Dunya, we pray for thee.
God Almighty, hear our prayer.”
crossing the street and entering the engineering building,
these words wafted past me like a southern breeze:
“Pray for Egypt.
Umm al Dunya, we pray for thee.
God Almighty, hear our prayer.”
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