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प्रश्न
Based on the understanding of the poem, read the following lines and answer the questions given below.
Their hands are ours, and in their lines, we read
A labour not different from our own.
- Who does ‘their’ refer to?
- What does the poet mean by ‘lines we read’?
- What does not differ?
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उत्तर
- All the people from other countries of the world.
- The poet means lines that show hard work done by the hands.
- Labour does not differ. Hard work is the same for all human beings.
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