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Who told that, What I saw, Was only a dream?
Who told that, Whole things with colors Was the rainbow?
Was it the singing birds? Was it the musical wind? Who told these lies?
When I searched you, While I was alone, Whispering your name...
You were in my heart, Your presence was what I longed, You knew all my dreams.
When you were away, Whispers of my heart, Withered as tears.
When I saw you, Without seeing you, What I had was love.
At last you came, And showed me your Affection...
My dreams came true, My love bloomed... Many seasons whispered our love. |
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