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Take the brush from the painter, You destroy her soul. Take the music from the dancer, You destroy her rhythm. Take the spice from the chef, You destroy her palate. But take the dream from the dreamer, You destroy a nation— the essence of her being!
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Nov 15, 2024
Nov 15, 2024 at 1:59 AM UTC
Her essence (a comeback)
Take the brush from the painter, You destroy her soul. Take the music from the dancer, You destroy her rhythm. Take the spice from the chef, You destroy her palate. But take the dream from the dreamer, You destroy a nation— the essence of her being!
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Nov 15, 2024
Nov 15, 2024 at 1:59 AM UTC
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