Bright morning bring forth with a noble chance;
Every chance may bring forth a noble knight;
To wage the war against the monstrous tyranny;
With lamentable cataloger of human crime;
The task is to achieve with buoyancy and hope;
The tired waves, and vainly breaking of ambitions;
Have no useful platform to achieve in life;
As luck, destiny through creeks and intellect making;
Come silently flooding in the main steam;
It is not the eastern windows only in the morning;
As the day light comes to fetch the light;
To climb slowly and gradually to complete jou
Democracy is masses of conflicting mind;
For the conflicting interest;
Which losses in collective intellectual;
As energy may perfect the expansion;
Increase of freedom may give prejudice;
To diminish the capacity;
And restrict the boundaries;
The say generous spirit prefers;
That country may be poor and weak;
With no account of powerful and prosperity;
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