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Title:- Deleterious war Poet:- Dr. Laxmikanta Dash, India War is not a golden gift for nation Sentiments of war invites

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Egypt Always My Lover I loved you day and night I loved you and walked in love with your sanctuary

…✍️THE TIME IS COMING The whole world is in line… You wait with fear when your thread breaks, ignorant of

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