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Mar 2013
My strength, my being, my colour , my pride,
The soil I was born from,

A breath of that nation, I am.

My mother, my family, is this nation,
The successor of a profound civilization,

The sky I fly in, the freedom I spoil in.

The borders that define me,
The states which surround me,

A culture which builds in every word I speak.

I will be born here time and again,
To repay my debts of life and death,

A nation which will store my identity, past time, past life.
Eshani
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Eshani  India
(India)   
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