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Child Of Europe

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We, whose lungs fill with the sweetness of day.
Who in May admire trees flowering
Are better than those who perished.

We, who taste of exotic dishes,
And enjoy fully the delights of love,
Are better than those who were buried.

We, from the fiery furnaces, from behind barbed wires

On which the winds of endless autumns howled,
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Meera Panigrahi 12 August 2015

a great satire on the cunning so called free p[people are capable of

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Ramesh T A 12 August 2015

The poet inspires the child of Europe with this poem that the child has the legacy of their skill on various field that others don't have in the world; they have logical ability to say lies with passion which is what most needed to create history that has ideas of heroes who don't come alive to say whether they are right or wrong and provokes the child to be steadfast in its pursuits to win all!

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