In the heart of a nation, dreams unfurl wide,
A tapestry woven with threads of pride.
From the peaks of the mountains to the ocean's embrace,
A mosaic of faces, each with its place.
Bound by a story, both humble and grand,
In unity’s embrace, we together stand.
Through trials and triumphs, through dusk and through dawn,
A nation’s true strength lies in the heart.
In every struggle and every rejoice.
Together we rise, from the old to the new,
In the dance of our nation, our spirits renew.
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Abbas
Versatile writer skilled in both tale & stories. Captivate readers with engaging content & immersive narratives. Passionate about informing, inspiring, & entertaining through words.
Amalgamation
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So brilliant.