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Note of a Dead-Soldier

Come, my son, my daughter, let’s get killed, Fighting for our beloved nation…! They, under bribes, get applications filled, Do not mind! They get better salary-transaction! My officers do not get killed: I am their negotiation...! Come, My son, my daughter, let’s get killed, Fighting for our beloved nation…! ===== === Who is the mother? Who is the father of this nation? What option have been left with one another, Than just a negotiation…! Come, yet, let us get killed, Fighting for our beloved nation; Come, my son, my daughter, let’s get killed, Fighting for our beloved nation…! 09 October 2022

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