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A Lengthy Subject

When you lost your kidneys, you can replace. 
Who cares that will donate or having human lace.
When you become healthy you prefer to see face,
You turn kind and never run a discrimination race,
A religion, colour or caste never opens a case.
When a person has sound health he counts only wealth,
Introduces demarcations and degrading for self stealth.

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