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پناہ گزینوں کے دکھ آج بھی وہی ہیں جو اسی سال قبل اسی نظم میں بیان کیے گئے تھے۔
Say this city has ten million souls,
Some are living in mansions, some are living in holes:
Yet there's no place for us, my dear, yet there's no place for us.
Once we had a country and we thought it...