Though time has passed, the pain remains afresh,
Like thorns piercing through delicate petals,
The echoes of that day, an eerie mesh,
Tragedy etched in our hearts like metals.
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Our Muslim siblings, like flowers in bloom,
Trampled by the hatred’s relentless storm,
Their innocence, a fragrant, sweet perfume,
Lost to hateful violence, cold and deformed.
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Australia, our nation of diverse hues,
Where bigotry has no place to roam free,
Let us build a future where love imbues,
Sanctuary for all, a jubilee.
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On this fifth anniversary, lets swear,
To stand against the darkness, to repair.
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