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Jul 2013
And swallow the words of love,
For tomorrow is not far away,
It's just around the next corner.

And it's too volatile that we made war,
For the next-generation will curse,
It's our duty to pass on peace and love.

And for fulfilling the promise of love,
For dispelling the fright far away,
It's just not only our world we live in.

And forgetting  all the ancestors,
For just self-focused motives,
It's going to take us just nowhere.

Friendly hands pull us out of the deadly freeze,
For planned selfish motives that will rain gold,
Being considered as the idea to save the world.
My HP Poem #338
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
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Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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