They kill me in bazaars
They kill me on gallows
They target me with fireThey again and again hunt me
They bleed my soul
They bleed me
They just kill me
I am Pakistan
I am soul of Indus
I am voice of Thar!
Marvi is no more
Let her rest in peace!
May her departure can awaken love
Can breed peace and prosperity!
Dreams have no limits!
Like oceans and infinite horizons!
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