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(unfit
category
but no
choice.)
Life would
be
worthless
and
short
If this is
the only
dear life
we
have
Great
plans just
death can
abort
to be
useless
once you
met
your grave.
And for
those who
die young,
in
chilhood's
tender
ages
How short
and
incomplete
life
would be
How
unfair and
unlucky if
death's
the end
for them
Besides
life to the
fullest is
eternity.
What
about
those who
born
and die
poor
or those
born deaf,
blind or
lame
What if
they were
so
doomed
without
any cure
How
unlucky if
resurrection
never
came!
But a
belief that
there's a
life
after this
could be
of great
consolation
and solace
especially
to the
poor
handicapped,
the
shortlived
that they
could
make it up
under
heaven's
grace!
For the
good one
who is
born
blind
In heaven
shall he in
brighter
vision see
And the
goodly
one yet
who
has lost
his mind
will in the
afterlife
be as sane
as could be
The deaf
man with
his balance
of pious
acts
Only the
hereafter
would
compensate
what he
lacks
And that
godly one
born poor
and who
dies poor
could be
of the
richest at
heaven's
door
In this life
those
who've
been
saintly yet
unable to
talk
could
cheer up
to believe
what
heaven
has in
stock
For this
world can
be misery,
heaven's
the place
to rock
In this
world at
times
you've
to let the
hawks
gawk
Knowing
your
tormentor
in
heaven
shall ye
mock
Thus for a
true
happy
ever
after
for an
abode of
mirth and
laughter
Work
towards
thy
hereafter
A divine
place
devoid of
disaster!
Copyright © S.zaynab Kamoonpuri | Year Posted 2013
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Garage
stacked high
scribbled stenos of
an automatic act
of little understanding or thought-------------
{tuhituhi}
visceral finality
zero return
zero reward
and then there's
a learning disability hindering the reading-------------
{panui}
writing
is taking a dump,
except after wiping, I tend to take a peek
this creative act ill affords a 2nd glance
a good day and bet the writing stinks... boring
jail or hospital equals readers galore
"TELL ME MORE!"
could correlate with occupancy rates
what a sorry excuse of a poet I am
damn if that ain't sayin' much.-----------
{paru}
~editor's note: Poetry Soup would not let the beautiful Urdu script be seen, so I substituted Maori~ :(
Copyright © JSLambert Mister ROBOTO | Year Posted 2014
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Dil mein chupa ke rakhunga us ehsaash ko
Kisi ke aage na bayaan hone dunga apne pyar ko
Tujhko bhi na pata chalne dunga dil mein mere kya hai
Khuch is tarah se khus se door rakhunga khud ko
Wafa, pyar, mohhabat ki kimaat kya
Kisi ne muskaan bhi na di mere jasbaat ko
Sab ki zaroorat tha jab, sab ne pukara
Phir bhul gaye sab, shav ki pahchaan ko
Lamha-lamha, tanha-tanha sacchi maut jee raha hun
khush hun main dhutkaar ke nakaab-posh zindagi ko
Copyright © Abhishek Kumar Singh | Year Posted 2013
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Aatish-e-junoon ki chingaari ho, beqaraar dil ka sukoon bhi
Androoni sard ki thandak ho, barf ko pighlaati maum bhi
Shab ki adhoori khwaab ho, sehar ka mukammal sapna bhi
Khayaali ek khooobsurat uljhan ho, suljhi hui haseen jawaab bhi
Dil ke taar se bajti tarannum ho, qalb mein chhupaane ki raaz bhi
Bewaqt khaamoshiyon ki wajah ho, arz ki hui dilkash ghazal bhi
Sannate mein saanson ki goonj ho, bandh darwaze ki dastak bhi
Ankahee lafzon ki zubaan ho, khuli kitaab ki bayaan-e-daastaan bhi
Azaad parindon ki parwaaz ho, insaani bandhishon ki aaghosh bhi
Guzarte raaston ki pechchan ho, faasiley par ek an-chooyi manzil bhi
Copyright © Aruna Iyer | Year Posted 2014
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Likhna panda to sikh chukka barso pahle
Baatein karna kab sikh paunga
Riste-naaton se bhi badh kar mana us bachpan ki kitab ko
Main duniyadari ki baatein kya sikh paunga
Sachi kitaabein, sache iraade to paala barso se
Zamaane ke sath kaise chal paunga
Aye nazm tu kah de zamaane se
Mujhe gumnaam maut manjoor hai
Par Badalna meri fitrat nahi,
Aur mujhe samajhne ki zamane ki haysiyat nahi
Copyright © Abhishek Kumar Singh | Year Posted 2013
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Teri bewafayi ka yeh sabab zaroori tha,
Mar jata agar, toh tujhe teri khata yaad na rahti
Kah toh main bhi sakta tha zamaane se gunaahgaar kaon,
Par yun mujhe aaj dekh tu sharminda na hoti
Meri muskuraahaton mein jo dard chupi hai, tu jaanti hai,
Tu hi kahti thi, mere aasuon mein wo baat na thi
Copyright © Abhishek Kumar Singh | Year Posted 2013
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Ibadat bhi karke dekh lia
Bahut ki talaash bhi
Aage khuda mil hi jata
Bus aaj nahi koi mohabbat ki raah hi...
Kahte hai sab " main bhi mohabbat ki thi"
apne labsoo mein hi ateet bataate mohabbat
kaise maan lu, kaise yakin karun
Hai mohabbat zinda aaj bhi...
Copyright © Abhishek Kumar Singh | Year Posted 2013
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tere hi noor ne zindgani
mei aysi roshni si kar di h ki
ab mai rato ko v ujale ko
chand dhundha nahi karta
tere hasee chehre ka hi
chhaya hai ek nasha aysa
ki khubsurti k paimane ab
mai auro se puchha nahi karta
teri taswir mere dil k aaine
mei jab se utari hai
tere siwa naam koi aur
ye socha nahi karta
dekh tere hotho ki hararat
aur ankho mei shararat ko
ye gustakhiya karne pe jab aaye
toh mai roka nahi karta
tera hi aks paakar k
hua h ye magroor kuchh aysa
ki ye apni hi kiye jaaye
meri nasihte v nahi sunta
Copyright © kanchan priya | Year Posted 2015
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Door tujh se reh nahi sakti
paas tere aa nahi sakti
mohabbat tuujh se karni thi muqaddar mei
par teri mohabbat mai paa nahi sakti
tera har shikwa har shikayat
mujhe sab manzoor hai
jaa keh de zamane se ki
tera sanam khudgarz magroor hai
gar mita bhi doo tera naam kagaz se
par dil se kaise mitau mai
jo tujhe bhoolna bhi chahu toh
teri yado ko kaise bhulau mai
ki mai palke utha nahi sakti
nazre mile nahi sakti
mohabbat tujhse karni thi muqaddar mei
par teri mohabbat mai paa nahi sakti
dillagi karke tujhse maine
dil par chot hi khai
bewafa de naam tu mujh ko
ki maine tujh se ruswai
manga tha sath tera hi
apne har sajde har ibadat mei
chaha tha sath tera hi
apne din mei aur rato mei
fir bhi tera naam hatho
ki lakeero pe apne likhwa nahi sakti
door tujhse reh nahi saktii
paas tere aa nahi sakti
tham gaye hain ashq ab toh
ankho ke hi daman pe aakar
udasi hotho ke kinaro pe
aa k kar gayi hai ghar
udherti rehti hun wo sapne
the jo sang milkar bune humne
bikhar gaye khwabo ke phool wo sare
the jo milkar chune humne
tujh sang jeene ki ijazat nahi mujhko
par bina tere zindagi bita nahi sakti
mohabbat tujhse karni thi muqaddar mei
par teri mohabbat mai paa nahi sakti
Copyright © kanchan priya | Year Posted 2015
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Hi dear poetry soupians
I'm one of those peach
hued Indians
I'll present to you my
own Indian poetic curries
and broth
for PoetrySoup, yet I post
slow as a sloth
I hope you enjoy reading
me
and poetrypals we all shall
be
Being born abroad, my
poems have a
multicultural flavor
Pls do comment on my
poems, I always return
the favor.
Hi see yah around
Copyright © S.zaynab Kamoonpuri | Year Posted 2013
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After so many countries, now in Syria,
Increasing is the western bacteria,
The bacteria of hypocrisy and lies,
Which is in a dangerous disguise,
Under the banner of help and peace,
They seems like a white fleece,
They do things very secretly,
Pursuing interests very actively,
What they want is just conflicts?
In the entire world's districts,
They like when people kill each other,
Its how indirectly they do smother,
Try to understand that what is a war?
Because it opens up the profits door,
For the imperialists and dictators,
And of course their very own creators,
When imperialists start a war,
They make sure that its paid for,
So they pose to help by selling arms,
As if they are selling them charms,
In return of arms they make money,
So much that its not even funny,
On the other hand people also die,
In the region where they don't comply,
They want the entire world to obey,
Their orders and want them to say okay!
As long as one stays this way,
A nice attitude they will display,
But for instance if one says "NO" to them,
At first they get angry and hem,
And then come bans and sanctions,
Penalties all kinds of aggressions,
And still if they are not successful,
They wage a war to make stressful,
So that's what they did in Syria,
It was their anger and hysteria,
Because they couldn't do anything,
And through a war they wanted to sting,
But they forgot that who they are facing,
And what kind of a enemy they are racing?
They already are, their army, replacing,
And because of defeats they are reducing,
The Takfiri terrorists they brought in,
Are ruthless and not even human,
They are ripping chests of people,
And eating their hearts like animal,
So west and its cruel tactics,
Has nothing to do with the ethics,
So once and for all everyone,
Let's finish savagery which has begun.
All rights are reserved. Syed Imon Rizvi
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kabhi gumsum si raha karti
kabhi guftgu khud ke hi sath karti thi
wo chanchal shokh hasina na jane
kyu itni udas rehti thi
jab wo kadam barhati thi
toh lagta tha bahare sang lai hai
jab uske hoth thirakte the
toh lagta phoolo ki bauchhar aayi hai
jaise abhi bachpan se mil ke aayi ho
tha bhola uska itna chehra
par ankhe uski jheel thi ya dariya
jinpe aansuo ka har waqt tha pehra
dunia se nazre chura ke na jane
kise itna yaad karti thi
wo chanchal shokh hasina na jane
kyu itni udas rehti thi
thi nazuk kaliyo se bhi zyada
wo sunehre rang ki guria
mehkati chale aalam wo sara
jaise koi itra ho barhiya
kale ghane gesuo k beech
us nazneen ka chehra
kali rat mei ho raushan
jaise koi chand ka tukra
raste ko yu taka karti jaise
milne ki kisi se aas rakhti thi
wo chanchal shokh hasina na jane
kyu itni uudas rehti thi
wo hoor jannat ki bhigoe
chandni mei jab badan apna
mallika-e-husn ki tareef mei
gungunae har dil tab koi nagma
tha jo us hasina ke labo ke
kinare ka ik chhota sa kaala til
na kar paata sabab baya is bat ka
ki gaye the kyu hoth uske sil
na jane kiski mohabbat ki tarap mei
diwani jaga har raat karti thi
wo chanchal shokh hasina na jane
kyu itni udaas rehti thi...
Copyright © kanchan priya | Year Posted 2015
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My little eyes are watching,
My ears are listening too.
They take in everything
That you say and do.
My little hands are eager
To do the things you do.
I'm hoping and I'm dreaming
I'll grow up just like you.
I am just a little guy
Who knows that you are wise
You'll teach me what I need
For someone just my size.
I'm a bright eyed little fellow
Who is watching what you do
And I'm waiting for the day
I'll be grown up just like you.
Copyright © Reshad Yahyaie | Year Posted 2013
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As black as my birdlover poet's
pen ink hue in hue
A rook and a raven flew flew
flew
when the wind it breezily blew
blew blew
and blustery became the view
view view
An albatross then gracefully
took to the air
and for hours it seemed to
linger there
O' birds of flight your secrets
tell
and if you know which of us
had end up in heaven or hell?
For isn't all is well that ends
well?
Lets pray there ain't hell's murk
but Eden's light
at the end of the tunnel!
Copyright © S.zaynab Kamoonpuri | Year Posted 2013
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Life is a bag of jilly beans
Never in a separate bowl
Fruity, exquisite, spooned by Ian.
PiCk
and
MiX
Crouching, the tiger
amalgamated the prism of daL.
Floating, the petal
never arrived.
Dreaming, the tangerine peeled to reveal
a bun.
The fiddler: Dum digga dum.
Diggy diggy diggy dum.
And when the bag 'a' beans is empty,
PLLP.
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ulfato ke parinde dekho ur chale
tha falak paar jana kiya faisla
na koi rok payega unhe aazma dekh lo
ho gaya hai ibtada mohbbat ka silsila
maina bole hai raho mei mushkil bari
kaise thamu tera hath batla de zara
chhor k aasiya apna sang tere kaha ur chalu
tera chhota sa dil hai aur mera kad hai bara
mohabbat tjse karna tha kya aisa gunah
jo zamane ne mujhko yun thukra diya
bs tere liye kaise sara jaha chhor du
tote se maina ne keh diya alvida
bhar k ashq ankho mei tota dekhta reh gaya
chali jaa rahi thi zindagani uski usse rooth kar
maina k pyar mei range sare sapne jo the
pal mei bikhre wo sare tabhi toot kar
paas jaa kar k bola aey meri hamkadam
zindgani mai tjh par loota jaunga
jo hasrat ho teri toh jaan bhi maang le
haste haste is duniya se chala jaunga
palko pe hi bitha k rkhunga aey meri hamnashee
jhulaya karunga jhula banakar apni baahon ka
koi taqleef tujh ko na chhu payegi
bas mera sath nibhane ko keh de ik haan
sun k ye maina ki ankho mei nami aa gayi
soche kaise lu bewafai ka apne sir tohmat
mohabbat se paak koi bhi rishta nahi
khuda ka shukrana dene ko tote ki sohbat
muskura k dono fir sang ur chale
tha falak paar jana kiya faisla
na koi rok payega unhe aazma dekh lo
ho gaya hai ibtada mohbbat ka silsila
Copyright © kanchan priya | Year Posted 2015
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Mohabat kaisay mar jaye,
badan main jo khoon ki manind,
jo hai aik janoo ki manind,
subha aur sham kay hr pal main,
jo hai aik sakoon ki manind,
Mohabat kaisay mar jaye,
Woh rahti hai dua ban kar,
Woh chalti hai hawa ban kar,
Woh sumandar kay talatam main,
Machalti hai wafa ban kar,
Mohabat kaisay mar jaye,
Woh sansoon kay sath chalti hai,
Rang ban kar nikharti hai,
Ghata ban kay woh cha jaye,
Woh khushbo ban kay mahkati hai,
Mohabat kaisy mar jaye,
Woh ebadat meray rab say hai,
Tahajud kay saray sajdoon main,
Woh rafaqat hr aik shab say hai,
Woh laboon pay vird karti hai,
Mohabat kaisay mar jaye,
Mohabat mar nahi sakti..
Shabeeb Hashmi
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BeAdab gustakh jab aulad ho jaye
Chain sukh maa'n baap ka barbaad ho jaye
Cheen le budbakht jo walid ka sarmaya
Jeete jee kion baap na barbad ho jae
Aasteen ka saamp that beta nhi the woh
Maut ae usko woh barbad ho jae
Baap kee jo he raza Allah kee bhi he
Aashna is qaul se aulad ho jae
Maa'n ke hee pairoan talay jannat ko kar talash
Rah se bhatka jo too barbaad ho jae
Beta boorhay baap ka baazu he kehlata
Beta ye na samjhay toh barbaad ho jae
Nek o taabaydar ho aulad to wallah
Walideen ka dil khushi se shaad ho jae
Kia karein woh waladeen jab nakhalaf beta
Mayel e jaur o situm eejaad ho jae
Qibla o Ka'aba kuch kumtar nhi maa'n baap
Kaash hurmat aashna aulaad ho jae
Deen o dunya chin gaee naKhalf betay se
Baap per jo mayel e bedaad ho jae
Tu ne mera dil dukhaya to he mere lal
Hashr tak tu unsuni faryaad ho jae
Kion na ho jae pidar phir zinda dar-goar
Jab pisar badbakht hee sayyad ho jae
Copyright © mazhar butt | Year Posted 2014
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"Zindagi bhr ka bas itna sa fasana hay,
Aaj nhi to kal hamain bhi chale jaana hay,
Talkh zindagi ke samandar main beh kar,
Hamain akhir main kinare se lag jaana hay,
Ye jo sooraj hay, har roz nai zindagi jeeta hay,
Ise bhi har sham maghrib main dhal jaana hay,
Saansain jitni hay jee lo maze lekar,
Akhir main sab ki saanson ko thum jaana hay,
Sharqi sare mosam tujhe yaaad krte hain,
Teri tarah hume bhi ye jism chor jaana hay....!
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Ek haseen jhieel, jhieel saif-ul-mulook,ik muraqqae husn-o-jamal
khubsurat wadyoon ke darmeeyan,jari hae ik silsila-e-rang-o-noor
dhekhye aur dekhte reh jaeye,gherey nele panioon main phela hai
had-e-nazar, pur sokoon se jhieel pe jhilmelata aks-e-aasman
lagta hae jesey kise shaer ka ho haseen kheyal,pursokon se jhieel pe
peryoon ka wo raqs-e-haseen, kehtey hain sab he yehi
baat ye mashoor hae, jis ne dekha ho, wo janey, ho ga keesa
mehw-e-raqs un peryoon ka husn-o-jamal, kehtey hain
aate hain peryan milney kise shazadey se,aati honge,
mujh ko keya, mere dil main hae bs usse ka kheyal
Her taraf nazarey haseen , thandi hawa,aur ye madhur chandni
raat bhar aae na nend,kese rukti , kya main karti,gar na jati
mere na thee ye majaal
khety hae naveed-e-saher, subha subha saer karney
tanha tu kyon aa gae, main tuo hoon bohat magan
sath merey ander ke dunya rehte hae bohat nehal
kashte main tanha saer karna iss haseen jhieel per
dil main deta hae janam, ik haseen ehsaas ko
Rabi tuo bs janti hai us haseen tasveer ko
jis ka rehta hae sada her dam usse ko kheyal
Poetry by:Rabia Iqbal Rabi
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Pyar, mohabbat ka naam sunkr aaj kl logo k mn me bf ya gf jaise bate hi aati hai...
Pyar to sbse jyada apni family aur apne doston se hota hai....
And my poem is for everyone whom I lv...
Kbhi hmne kisi ko aazmaya
Hi nhi....
Jitna pyar diya utna
Paya hi nhi...
Chahte the, kisi ko hmari v
Kmi mehsus ho,
Pr khuda ne hmme aisa
Bnaya hi nhi....
Kbhi hmne apni mohabbat ko
Lafzo me byan kiya
Hi nhi...
Kbhi kisi ne hmare ehsaaso ko
Smjha hi nhi....
Koi hmari chahat me duniya bhula de
Aisa chahne waka pane ki dua,
Khuda ne mukarar
Ki hi nhi....
Kbhi apne zakhmo ko alfazo me,
Piroya hi nhi,
Meri bezubani dard ko koi smjh
Paya hi nhi....
Tmanna thi,
Fir kisi ko hmare paak dil me
Jagah mil jaye....
Pr khuda ne hmare dil me itni
Jagah bnayi hi nhi...!!
Copyright © Shikha Mishra Jnv | Year Posted 2015
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A killer garden of love
expects pollution of sin
was walking in town
embraced my chest home
serving the environment
Butterfly flies
affect the branches done
disappeared and gone
health in a car exhaustion
guard our natural wealth
let's save the wildlife
do not be smug!
Copyright © Neldy Jolo | Year Posted 2014
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Hijab
Hijab, niqab, jilbab, or chador of ridah.
Draping eloquently the notion of obscurity with expressions so holy.
Living an invisible existence on screen of life.
Suffering in silence; and protecting honor of riwayaat daily.
Should I surrender the will of life, being, self, or khudi?
Don’t show, just hide: don’t feel, but survive.
Don’t love just subsist in this infertile valley.
Don’t cry,
You are a daughter of a contemporary,
Traditional, man of Islam.
For you life hereafter is the prize.
To find yourself when everything is hidden in the ideals of hijab
Is a miracle of love
It’s life greatest surprise.
Saadia Syed
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Ghumnaam aur uljaa mera Rasta tha;
Manzeel ka koi andaaza bhi na tha;
Barsaat meta deyti thi ansu merey;
Rota mujhe dekhkar badal ronay laga;
Ek shaam mai shayar arz karta huwa;
Sunanay ki chahaat mai dilow ko rangta huwa;
Dekha meri nazarow ek dil ko bechain;
Sunkar mera kalam woh dil tadap nay laga;
Yeh manzaar meri soch ka kashmakash tha;
Jaisey gham e judai us dil mai maujood tha;
Ab hazarow mai nazar unko taknay lagay;
Sunatay Sunatey mai meri dil ki sunay laga;
Mera Rukh unkey ashiyaney ko dundta;
Lapata hokar bhi unsay jakar milta;
Dekha unka husn aur woh hotow pe lali;
Unki sadge ka andaaz mujhe musroor karnay laga
Waqt ab mera unki ki talash karnay laga:
Merey dil ka chain unki adaow sey ja mila ;
Andaaz e guftagu akhir chade merey dil key taar;
Haar lamhey mai zarurat unki sangat ka laga;
Woh bhi shayad ghamow ki haraat sey jujkar;
Phir bhi har pal chahrey ko Muskurahat sey sajakar;
Andaaz unka meri kaifiyaat badala gaya;
Asar unka mujhpe shurwat karnay laga;
Meri zindagi ko jaisey ab manzeel milgaye;
Udaas ismail ko muskhurana ki waja milgaye;
Merry sansow ko talab unki khuboo ki lagi
Pakar unki dosti faana honay laga;
Tarasti sansow mai josh sa bhar nay laga;
Sunsaan zindagi mey rang chadnay laga;
Muskurahat jaisey meri naseeb sey dur;
Chahery na muskaan ki chahat karnay laga;
Merey sochnay ka andaaz badalnay laga
Waqt zuzartey zuzartey pyaar karnay laga;
Sanam terey naam ka zikar karkey iqtatam;
Likhtet likhtey akhir mai tera honay laga;
Copyright © Ismail Quadry | Year Posted 2015
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Tere chehrye py udaasi nehi delhi jaati
Teri Hassrat agar ho tu maar doon khud ko
Copyright © Fozia Ali | Year Posted 2015
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