We know very well
Dispute is not for
Truth but for mere
Territorial power.
The dispute has no
Meaning as terrotory
Is subject to change
By nature at time
Without our knoweldge.
We know no division,
No reconciliation but
For nothing dispute is
There and it is not truth.
Bone of contention is I and you.
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