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Where I spent my childhood, there tend to pass. My mind, my heart are all away. Thinking of the taxpayers, the same Bhojpur Bhojpur in eastern Nepal and irakhuuvako cold water fish and firearm. Thinking of the taxpayers, the same maiyuna and silicuuna. My Bhojpur, pikhuuva, irakhuuva of all my ambition. However, this Jammu and Kashmir is my only job. We are confident of the border and taparinharu Delhi sees visions of sweet dreams. We ladakh Jammu and Kashmir and Delhi sleep you sleep because they have already.

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