Birds chirpped well in the morning,
Hardly any specs of clouds in the sky,
Breeze came sung and blown away,
Ripples kissed the shore in the lake.
Flowers are in full bloom in the garden,
Nature dances in ecstacy,
Little thought cripples on my mind,
Started throwing stones at others.
Later,when my virtues and prayers started ,
Dancing in harmony,then,
I could see me in...
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