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Children's Day


Music at full blast Dancing hell out of their scrawny lives in the scorching sun. Move the shoulders humped by the big bulky school bags fluttering the fingers stiffened by the little Atlas pen shaking the backs hardened by tuition benches straightening the legs benumbed by sitting too long. I hear the voice of their hearts roaring above the racy music "Oh, please, please give us our freedom". R.C. Fernando Kandy Sri Lanka
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