We are the comrades of the earth
And yet of this life as an appendage of our beings
We struggled against to bear
For there is sign in every moment
Only if we can grasp as we ply this famished path of life
We worry through the course of time
But only for the paradise
We fail to prepare for
Cos we are the generation of this fading age
Yet distinct we shall stand even in this harrowing experience of life.
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