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When I died under flag...
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When I died under my flag,
Under my major tag,
My blood was founting at height,
Perhaps it wanted to touch the feet,
Of my identity,
My flag...
When my blood got mixed with,
My land,
On my name an invisible tree was planted.
Then, my flag could host,
With flowering the flowers most,
Perhaps, I too of them one,
If my flag would gain respect,
It would be my great satisfact.
© ©Sushant Saini
When I died under my flag,
Under my major tag,
My blood was founting at height,
Perhaps it wanted to touch the feet,
Of my identity,
My flag...
When my blood got mixed with,
My land,
On my name an invisible tree was planted.
Then, my flag could host,
With flowering the flowers most,
Perhaps, I too of them one,
If my flag would gain respect,
It would be my great satisfact.
© ©Sushant Saini
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