The Himalayas is
Crumbling down, crumbling down.
But see, I am here,
With you, within you,
And we are both
In proper noun.
See, nothing is there,
But we are present and fair.
We are bold, we are hot,
And we are in rolling motion.
Come on, my dear,
Be high, be firm,
Your love, your shining,
There lies the charm.
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