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Independence Day

Every year the same day
We celebrate and pray
On our independence day

Dishes and cakes, we bake
Vows and promises, we make
All to make fruitful
Our hard earned, independence day!

Once again comes the auspicious day
We prepare for all we do, all we may
But let's not do all the same
This time, let's play a different game

The wars of lands & countries are long gone
And what's been done cannot be undone
So let's forget about countries now
And think about our 'planet' this time!

PS - though written on the occasion of India's independence day, it isn't just for "Indians"


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