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MARTYRS -2

That time being nation's condition worse For all to exist in yoke motherland seemed                                                        to be curse Having country's onus on youths to freed So swear to intent freedom theirs' mind                                                                vivid With full enthusiasm, excitation and zeal Everyone gone for country's wound to heal Having all that time the same intent Anyone who felt country's screaming of                                         bondage present!
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Written by
harsh-sandhu
Published
Nov 14, 2014
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11·60
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I try to feel again and again country's situation of that time , when freedom was only a word for our countrymen.

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#true#colors#martyr#bondage#zeal#freed#motherland
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