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Where I Go
Come, oh land of purple and green,
the day was long and sorrowful,
people little and jolly dance me a jig,
fill the cup overflowing,
"Najeem! Najeem!" they cry,
and scurry up the daffodils,
scent of heaven, mind, and love,
we meditate and sip the tea,
just ask and I will give regards,
regards to the little people of purple and green
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