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Brave Warriors Of India| Republic Day Special

The air we breath in, The earth we live on. Free of all sin,  Possible because of your sacrifice.  Bhagat Singh, courageous and brave,  Was not the British’s slave,  Devoted to his country,  He fought hard and made history.  The brave, fearless, and bold, Subash Chandra Bose,  Son of our mother India's soil.  Who paved the way,  Because of whom the British's plans were foiled. The warrior, the leader,  The sepoy, who made the enemies run for their life  The martyr who had to strive,  Mangal Pandey, the hero of Modern India. Many others made the supreme sacrifice of their lives,  because of them, we are enjoying the quality of life.  It was all possible because of your sacrifice.
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