The desert is dark
The city lights are few
The silence is overwhelming
The morning fog consumes the site
I’m alone to enjoy
The Arabian horse knows the way back
Cairo begins to wake up
Call to Prayer
My moment is gone
I can now cherish forever in my mind
The time the sphinx was mine
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