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In the chaos of a world untamed,
Two souls were bound, though never named.
By threads unseen, a sacred tie,
Woven by Allah, the Most High.
Mahir and Sana, hearts confined,
Loved in silence, yet fate unkind.
Moments slipped, love left unsaid,
Still, their names on red threads were read.
Sahada and Murtasim, torn apart,
Fighting storms with a steadfast heart.
Their love, a battle, a fragile flame,
Yet destiny calls, whispering their name.
Through shattered paths and shadows deep,
The threads of fate their secrets keep.
Knotted tight, theyโll find their way,
For what is written will never stray.
Love may falter, but never dies,
It weaves through pain, under star-lit skies.
In every trial, through joy or dread,
Theyโre bound forever by red threads.
