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We Are Together

The saplings of sorrow

Ooze their heads in every garden

Not yours and mine only

The heavy fruit of grief falls

In your and mine lap alike

Tears like courses of great rivers

Flow in the same direction of ocean

The spells of darkness are darker

In  corner of every house

Sun shines equally bright

Whether it is you or me.

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