In the burning heart of lands afar,
You bloom in silence, like a golden star,

Where scorching winds and sun do scar.

Resisting winds, the sun’s fierce hold,

Strong and proud, with roots so old

Argan Flower, a gift untold.



With grace and strength, your light does shine,
You touch the skin with caress divine, 

Leaving a scent of wealth so fine.

Simple and rare, yet full of might,
You bring forth life, a shining light,
And like love that nurtures, day and night.

You’re the gold of the world 
that forever endures.

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