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(831)  Tomari tare alo jhare

Due to You, light gets spilled,
The sky is filled with such a thrill.
You'll soon be here, You want eyes open
To greet You in that heaven.

In Your floral scent, no mind demands;
With peacocks, even clouds, they dance.
Come take Your seat close by my side;
Cast Your brightly flashing smile.

In the southern breeze nightingales sing;
Mid misery, they emanate glee.
With song and dance You arrive, You mingle with our lives;
You imbue the world, this whole world, with great delight.

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