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Even not air that we breathe,
is as pure to take in .
Fruits earliest to mature,
are grown against the nature.
The added colours on the vegetables,
makes it appealing to be edible.
Milk has water,
father has a daughter,
not of her own,
Proof to be shown.
Even smiles are fake,
Behind lies a poisonous snake.
Cement mixed with maximum sand,
Lentils are coloured with many hands.
A heinous crime in all global hern,
Alack! It’s a matter of deep concern.
No things are based on it’s prototype,
nothing seems to be real in life.
The gross dishonesty and flagrant injustice,
since years, have been put into practice.
Adulteration to be abolished.
Stringent measures to demolish.
Pure water, fresh air,
untainted food,sackless people to care.
Uncoathed existence,
to feel the presence.
A life worth living,
without adulteration.
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