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The song that plays within..
Do you hear it,
Whenever you give me a cue
Of your presence in my eyes?
The sun-rays absorb the dew..
In the flower's heart,
Is this how you absorb my ballads?
When my wandering soul comes out,
It gets trapped.. everywhere..
Fresh leaves.. in their first spring..
What secrets do they share with the sunlight?
Such are secrets.. that my heart.. whispers..
The song that plays within..
Do you hear it,
Whenever you give me a cue
Of your presence in my eyes?
The sun-rays absorb the dew..
In the flower's heart,
Is this how you absorb my ballads?
When my wandering soul comes out,
It gets trapped.. everywhere..
Fresh leaves.. in their first spring..
What secrets do they share with the sunlight?
Such are secrets.. that my heart.. whispers..
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