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Time will roll without numbers
Words will rise without letters
Confusion will speak without voice
Heads will weep without tears
But our land will be deflower by bloods.

Millions will rise thousands will fall
For we are fed up of oppression
Giving us little amidst many, under suppression
Mercy will snore in merciless land
Giving pleads reasons to be despair.

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Longer than golden jubilee
Shorter than century…
Yet we crawl with speed
Farther from the promise land…
Yes! We must rise.



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