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Daraa (Arabic: دَرْعَا, romanized: Darʿā, Levantine Arabic: [ˈdarʕa], also Darʿā, Dara’a, Deraa, Dera'a, Dera, Derʿā and Edrei; means "fortress", compare Dura-Europos) is a city in southwestern Syria, located about 13 kilometres (8.1 mi) north of the border with Jordan. It is the capital of Daraa Governorate, historically part of the ancient Hauran region. The city is located about 90 kilometres (56 mi) south of Damascus on the Damascus–Amman highway, and is used as a stopping station for travelers. Nearby localities include Umm al-Mayazen and Nasib to the southeast, Al-Naimah to the east, Ataman to the north, al-Yadudah to the northwest and Ramtha, Jordan to the southwest. According to the Syrian Central Bureau of Statistics, Daraa had a population of 97,969… more »

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Kundalini

Many many advice
Many many I like you
When I wake up
A lot emoji in my dm like a family
But do they mean what they talk
I don't need the palm wine, nobody concern
When we get lost
Many things for the middle of my oblongata

There's a melody in my heart
A tapestry of sound that's so defined
I can't help to
Sound like something falling from the
Melody in my pineal gland
ecstasy I can't describe

There's a melody in my heart
A tapestry of sound that's so defined
I can't help to
Sound like something falling from the melody in my pineal gland
ecstasy I can't describe

We're practicing kundalini
Dragging the oil down for the valley
My oxygen tank always pumped up fine my bro
Blowing like full tsunami

Then I knew I had thousand bodies
Living elsewhere just dey faji my dreams
Energy to link with them is pumped my bro
But I'll miss my daddy

Many many advice
Many many I like you
When I wake up
A lot emoji in my dm like a family
But do they mean what they talk
I don't need the palm wine, nobody concern
When we get lost
Many things for the middle of my oblongata

There's a melody in my heart
A tapestry of sound that's so defined
I can't help to
Sound like something falling from the
Melody in my pineal gland
ecstasy I can't describe

We're practicing kundalini
Dragging the oil down for the valley
My oxygen tank always pumped up fine my bro
Blowing like full tsunami

Then I knew I had thousand bodies
Living elsewhere just dey faji my dreams
Energy to link with them is pumped my bro
But I'll miss my daddy

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