Seeds May Grow
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It burns
Situation turns
Hatred still remains
Love surfaces
In lots of cases
Opening of new phase
Larger cause
As felt because
It needs little pause
We need to remain
As one in pain
Blood shed already must not go in vain
Put country before
Self behind therefore
Seed may grow after rain pour
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