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Nov 2012
Remember a November night...*

Fireworks tear through the cloudy eyes of the weeping sky,
A bonfire of truth is piled high and somewhere someone cries,
There were sparklers of hope once and joy did jiggle and fly,
But now people die and cry, they scream out *"Why? Why? Why?"
Rangzeb Hussain
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