(Chand roz aur) A few days more, my love,just a few days moreUnder the shadows of injusticewe breathe, in duress, sore. One tyranny more, we may suffer,one more helpless crySlaves of a fraternal legacy,helpless we live by. Bodies interned, emotions enchainedThoughts captive, voice condemned.It’s our courage that we still carry on. Isn’t life a shroud…

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