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The Song of Merriment
The black ashes are removed,
The paths are conked out,
The meadows haunted with breathing air,
The nature is smiling tearfully,
I am happy.
The light disperses flawlessly,
The spectrum glows conspicuously,
The bees and butterflies sucking the love,
The pleasure is summoning from the distant field,
I am happy.
The rain gets accolades for its true dance,
The sun glows with incorrigible delight,
The trees are showering its blessings,
The lucid water is fluttering,
I am happy.
The graceful moon is cheering,
The silent night is whispering,
The secrets are revealing,
The stars are winking....at me.
And I am happy.
The paths are conked out,
The meadows haunted with breathing air,
The nature is smiling tearfully,
I am happy.
The light disperses flawlessly,
The spectrum glows conspicuously,
The bees and butterflies sucking the love,
The pleasure is summoning from the distant field,
I am happy.
The rain gets accolades for its true dance,
The sun glows with incorrigible delight,
The trees are showering its blessings,
The lucid water is fluttering,
I am happy.
The graceful moon is cheering,
The silent night is whispering,
The secrets are revealing,
The stars are winking....at me.
And I am happy.
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