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Badal chumti imaraate toh Kayi raja o ne hai banai, Kabhi koi aisa bhi tha, Jiska swabhiman badal chumta tha. Naam reh gaya uska, Baakiyon ke bas imaraate reh gayi.

~ Suranya

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