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In the face of shared threats, the seeds of enmity wither, and the roots of friendship grow strong ©Srinivas In the face of shared threats, the seeds of enmity wither, and the roots of friendship grow strong.

In the face of shared threats, the seeds of enmity wither, and the roots of friendship grow strong ©Srinivas In the face of shared threats, the seeds of enmity wither, and the roots of friendship grow strong.

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White Play Everything like A game Don't Think About Win and Loss, life Is A Just Race...! ©Himanshu Prajapati #National_Sports_Day Play Everything like A game Don't Think About Win and Loss, life Is A Just Race...!

White Play Everything like A game Don't Think About Win and Loss, life Is A Just Race...! ©Himanshu Prajapati #National_Sports_Day Play Everything like A game Don't Think About Win and Loss, life Is A Just Race...!

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In halls where wisdom intertwines with care, Where healing whispers dance in the sterile air, A symphony of science sings its song, A ballet of precision, where the brave belong. Beneath the white coats and the watchful eyes, The pulse of knowledge beats, a soft reprise. From ancient herbs to high-tech glows, The path of healing ever grows. Cells and circuits, a dance so grand, In labs where hope and progress stand. The art of mending, hearts and bones, In every test, a story’s sown. With every breath and every beat, Medicine's promise finds its seat. In every trial, every cure, A future forged, a life made pure. ©twisha ray Ballet of medicine and health #trnojo108 #medicines #HealTheWorld

In halls where wisdom intertwines with care, Where healing whispers dance in the sterile air, A symphony of science sings its song, A ballet of precision, where the brave belong. Beneath the white coats and the watchful eyes, The pulse of knowledge beats, a soft reprise. From ancient herbs to high-tech glows, The path of healing ever grows. Cells and circuits, a dance so grand, In labs where hope and progress stand. The art of mending, hearts and bones, In every test, a story’s sown. With every breath and every beat, Medicine's promise finds its seat. In every trial, every cure, A future forged, a life made pure. ©twisha ray Ballet of medicine and health #trnojo108 #medicines #HealTheWorld

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In gardens where the wildflowers bloom, And nature's colors chase away the gloom, The petals dance in sunlight's grace, A vivid world, a tranquil space. I wish I were a bird in flight, Soaring high from dawn till night, To leave behind the daily grind, And find a peace that’s rare to find. Oh, if all girls could spread their wings, And rise above the worldly strings, They’d touch the skies and feel the breeze, In nature’s arms, their hearts at ease. ©twisha ray Flight of Freedom: A Dream of Nature and Escape #trnojo95 #motivatation #lifeisamixture

In gardens where the wildflowers bloom, And nature's colors chase away the gloom, The petals dance in sunlight's grace, A vivid world, a tranquil space. I wish I were a bird in flight, Soaring high from dawn till night, To leave behind the daily grind, And find a peace that’s rare to find. Oh, if all girls could spread their wings, And rise above the worldly strings, They’d touch the skies and feel the breeze, In nature’s arms, their hearts at ease. ©twisha ray Flight of Freedom: A Dream of Nature and Escape #trnojo95 #motivatation #lifeisamixture

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Doobi si zindagi aur usme khoya sa main. Reh chala khawab aur tanha sa main . Mast Magan tha pehle abh veeran sa main . Loot gayi khushiya aur heran sa main. ©Sambhatt30 These lines reflect a sense of loss and loneliness. They convey a deep emotional state where life feels monotonous, dreams seem out of reach

Doobi si zindagi aur usme khoya sa main. Reh chala khawab aur tanha sa main . Mast Magan tha pehle abh veeran sa main . Loot gayi khushiya aur heran sa main. ©Sambhatt30 These lines reflect a sense of loss and loneliness. They convey a deep emotional state where life feels monotonous, dreams seem out of reach