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A joyous day,
Full of celebration,
As one is captured into the realm,
Of a henna party, Similar to long ago,
When a girl prepares to leave home,
On the eve of her wedding,
It is a farewell to girlhood,
And a new step towards womanhood,
As guests in traditional costumes,
Bindallis' embroidered with gold,
Dance in vivid red, Bright orange,
As jewellry bedazzles all,
The atmosphere enchants one,
Into the tales of the Arabian nights,
Where princesses of the East,
Danced to similar drums of music.
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