By We proclaimed a history of mutuality
A melting pot stirred our thoughts
In the vessel of longevity.
This rope will grow
It has not been uprooted.
It will tie many heavens together
And make an earthly harbor.
Speak of your religions, caste, creed, and color
We have time for every new segment of existence.
Territories have mixed and borders have become like meeting circles.
All we pray is a mixing humanity
Living without chaos and undivided politics.
Sharing the soul is to consider to share the seat
And feel that same sentiments get hurt if not mixed properly;
We clearly understand the differences of being human.
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