How do I forget, The day,
There is ample to say,
The tears to pay,
And, the lovely gay!
Seven ocean's apart,
Early call depart,
It's the heartly part,
That's the holy art!
Let the heart out,
Let the heart shout,
Let the lord listen,
Let you out the prison!
Long and Long and Far and Far,
take it down your car,
Its the love that shower,
from the heavenly flower!
-Harshit Sheth
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Ahhan! ! ! Long distance calls seems to be written for someone special. Creatively jotted down, just amazing.