Shhh! ! in the silence, O! can you hear? Please, do not fear; O dear! O dear!
Its beating, its repeating, its entreating, its emitting in feelings besmear
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There came up a light
On an impoverished Calcutta street,
It was really so bright
That poverty's darkness feared to meet.
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Every dawn a hopeful sun
Rises with a million hues,
Pronouncing a day begun
With newer hopes, newer news.
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The striking veil of the morning mist, makes me wonder why I do exist.
Unearthly stance of the leafless boughs, floats my beats in mournful scows
As I walk through the gullible growths, the mind wonders in memory moats,
Feeling the rhythm of autumn abound, a sorrowful chill does unwound.
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