Don't obstruct the path
Of self -enrichment
Light dream will urge you.
Grimace is stunned
In the light of morn.
Glowworms shed
invisiable tears
Cuckoos produce sweet tune
In the deep glee of spring.
Mind is filled
With the savour of bud
Green forest is calm
by the kiss of touchy bird.
Pigeon of peace does fly
At large having broken
The sleep of conscience.
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