Touching the river,
I am sitting,
Sitting as a person of
Normal one.
I touched the waves,
Waves of the seashore
In the first light of the day.
Bathing in the sunshine,
And living by touching
My own heartbeat,
I Live in the light of happiness;
And mixing in the tune
of the morning self,
I live in the earth-
With the attraction of
Nightingale and nature,
Fading the unusual darkness.
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