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#*The sun, handsome in a blazing golden striped suit The birds and busy bees sip on the nectar from the colourful flowers The trees sway to the sweet song of the breeze The Koel happy and gay, sings its sweet song in May But, My eyes wait for a glimpse of the elusive bird Know not its form or feathers, hidden in the trees Sings a rhythmic sweet song from dawn to dusk*#
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May 2, 2019
May 2, 2019 at 10:42 AM UTC
The Elusive Bird
#*The sun, handsome in a blazing golden striped suit The birds and busy bees sip on the nectar from the colourful flowers The trees sway to the sweet song of the breeze The Koel happy and gay, sings its sweet song in May But, My eyes wait for a glimpse of the elusive bird Know not its form or feathers, hidden in the trees Sings a rhythmic sweet song from dawn to dusk*#
Have recorded the voice of this bird, starts as early as 5 in the morning, also, can be heard singing past sunset :)
sarita-aditya-verma
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May 2, 2019
May 2, 2019 at 10:42 AM UTC
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