The freedom we lost
Drawing boundaries to create thoughts in limited arc of invention and not to follow forced submission,
My natural instincts tempts me to go for recheck time and again to counter the befitting cultural confrontation.
The individual loses his glory to paint the people with misleading notion and connotation beyond human limitations,
I stand for those oppressed class of innocent people who are the ceaseless victims of this hazy affirmations.
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