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S P L T N D I A S P L II T IIN D I A

Where the mind is with fear and the head is held low; Where knowledge is restricted; India has been broken up into fragments and divided by narrow domestic walls; Where words do not come out from the depth of truth, but laced with lie; Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards cutting its own pie; Where the clear stream of reason has filled its own bottle; Where the mind is led inward by ever-narrowing thought and action Into that hell of freedom, my father, let my country SPLIT.

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