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by Satish Verma Dec 29, 2014 category : Nature, environment / nature
Born out of hate condemned to fear from each other, the race lives, the race dies. The loser finds a quotient to dig a mass grave for innocent paeans. My stains were bigger than you. In no man's land, a corpse is lying unattended. A terrorist strikes in the house of god, who will not react in the face of a massacre. Death will not atone the grief of a child, whose mother did not come back.