Those Smiles
Creed of lovers with strange hearts
Once in the middle worlds of faith
Now battling with spear treasures
Hoping to create wind homes in India
The fade of mercy that pins masters
Fields of the bride ever new and new
In all cultures a pace of luck bestowed
There is fortune behind the chosen him
Kudos surrounds them all for joyous minds
The travel party begins …
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