Oh my love, oh my motherland , wat has happened to you , there was always blood on your face but so many innocent lives were never lost, no one ever dared to challange your rules with such ruthlessnes,
But no matter what happens, I’ll always love you , for you have taught me how to be better human , your pakhtunwali has taught me how to have my head stand tall in pride and strenght yet every act should be glowing with humility.
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