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Birthright Echoes

In lands where freedom's whispers play, A tapestry of dreams holds sway. Each heartbeat sings a tale of grace, In every child, life's warm embrace. Through trials faced, we stand as one, Beneath the rays of golden sun. With roots that stretch, both deep and wide, We nurture hope, our cherished guide.

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Birthright Echoes