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## Pride (Abhiman)
The fire of your memories that ignited,
Our first meeting was grand, the conversation colorful, the mood delightful.
Slowly, time took a turn,
Asking if struggle gives voice to the river, the ocean's wave?
What will your voice be if you're insignificant, whom will you call out to?
The fault of ages, this ongoing drama,
Neither of us is...
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