"A Question," Rabindranath Tagore

Today my voice is choked and mute is my flute.

My world has disappeared in an evil dream.

Therefore with tears I ask thee:

"Those who have poisoned thine air

And extinguished thy light,

Hast thou forgiven them?

Hast thou loved them?"

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