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The virginal moon shines Amidst the diaphanous clouds Like an ageless nymph She hides from her lover The gentle waves ripple endlessly A hypnotic song they sing Myriad shadows in her ***** And the Ganga flows on her way On his tiny boat A little lantern burns the night The lonely boatman Sings in the lonely night A song of pain and longing Of a child pining for his lost mother And the Gentle Ganga She cries!
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Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 8:11 AM UTC
Tears of a Mother
The virginal moon shines Amidst the diaphanous clouds Like an ageless nymph She hides from her lover The gentle waves ripple endlessly A hypnotic song they sing Myriad shadows in her ***** And the Ganga flows on her way On his tiny boat A little lantern burns the night The lonely boatman Sings in the lonely night A song of pain and longing Of a child pining for his lost mother And the Gentle Ganga She cries!
Edgarpo
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Nov 10, 2017
Nov 10, 2017 at 8:11 AM UTC
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