Twin 1:
Brother, brother, do you hear the voice?
The soothing voice that makes us rejoice.

Twin 2:
Is it a fairy descended from the heavens?
A spectacle of beauty from the skies seven?

Twin 1:
It is the mother we are desperate to meet,
The day when the span of darkness is complete.
Ah! The excitement to meet our kin,
Longing to witness the enchanting world,
Where the pain of one is felt by many.
The fragrance of love can be smelled everywhere.
Where values are held with the utmost priority,
Taught are the lessons of love and solidarity.
Ten years later...

Twin 2:
Dear brother, blindfolded, we were unable to find,
The world is cruel, the very opposite of kind.

Twin 1:
This is the life we are gifted for free!
This is the world we were longing to see!
Love is diminishing like a scene in the smoke,
Everyone is singing the song of hate.
Money earns respect, values made poor.
The plight of some is the delight of others.
The world is a victim of evil conspiracies.
The reality from our imagination is very far.
Chasing butterflies in a snake pit, we are.

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