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The Name "Waahida"


For no one has the same,

I truly need my name.

Arabic for first truth.

Never telling lies, only the truth.

It is anient yet modern,

It is the bridge between time.

It is truly only mine.

Appearing to be only a jumble of letters,

My name is a beautiful as an Eagle feather.

Seven letters long,

Yet it is powerful & strong.

A name fit for a queen,

Who is only seventeen.

It fits who I am and who I want to be

Waahida is everything I dream to be.

 
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