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18 (sokatore oi kandichhe sokole)
Pass me not, dear heavenly father lend us a divine charm, amongst the chorus, a seeker of the heavens and the earth
Be thy tranquility, glory be to thee, for the omniscience amongst lives and lived metaphorical whence mother earth
Within a streak of a solar pail , an evangelical fenugreek survived a homogenous homebound , a croon , knew me well
A vivid legit outfit , with silky soy within a divine boy arose, a call to an integrity, even whence banished to the deep
A wanderer outlast lasting for the traveler wanderlust , the whim, the outcry and an earnest beseech
A mirage and the unsatiable , a scenic enroute , this lone journey running lifelong a journey to reach
An ending to the day, an ending to the play, the twilight casted a hue , soon to be as truth be told
A mourner and a legend , a proper with a wretched pauper, a tremble about the brink of the unyeilding mundane.
"Where to begin , where to?" an uproar as the peace maker truce progressed
Rush to me, my reverie, humble my soul, rush to my soul, rush nearer to me!
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