Am I a refugee in my own country
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I am a refugee, but called a migrant
This is my fate, being weak or decent
It may also be a reason, for I love my Nation
Don't want her to be looked at, in poor definition.
I am getting devastated, is my whole truth
In and out situations make me lose my worth.
Today the Internation Refugee day
What shall I perceive and what shall I Say?
I am a Global Kashmiri Pandit
Shall I be confused to have my own Earth's Bit.
© Arvind Shah 200624
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