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Divya Nair Poem
Behold, the dark clouds of dependence melt away
See, the lull after the storm
Untouchable flow of gratification...
Yes, we smelt the fragrance of freedom
Of course,it is the goal of Indian's life
To protect and save our mam Bharath
Look, The presence of the great soul Mahathmaji
With every waking breathe of our's...
Oh,it is the day of Independence,
Describe with cartoons of freedom and proud...
Say,proudly,we are Indians...we are bold...
Jai Bharath matha.. Jai Mahathmaji....
Copyright © Divya Nair | Year Posted 2013
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