Don't I know how to write
Don't I know what to tell
Don't I know who seeks me
Don't I know where my stand is.
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Now the time is ripe; to tell a note
A note which oozes; from my heart
To convey my gratitude- in bliss
To remember your support- in praise.
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An Entry Song
Don't I know how to write
Don't I know what to tell
Don't I know who seeks me
Don't I know where my stand is.
O! my dear members lend an ear
O! my dear members offer me a hand
O! my dear members spare some time
O! my dear members mark a little space.
Dwell me in your hearts
Dwell me in your routines
Dwell me in your dreams
And dwell me in your prayers.