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Jul 2020
The rushing of a river
Eager to meet the sea,
And the whistling of the wind
Shaking the gentle leaves,
The song of birds
In the golden trees,
And the carpeted ground
Waiting for one to pass
Reminding us of childhood
Written by
Meghana
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