I never felt you're stone or metal
Never stepped up to you with petals
Never seen your beauty dear
See you have a devotee here
Devotee of you, your devotee soum
You were never for a feeling
You were in me as "I" soum
I breathed in love, love of you soum
You were never for a presence
You and I both were nothing but only soum
I bleed blood, colorless was you soum
You was not black nor fair
You were transparent in universe soum
I talked many words, true were you soum
You were never written
But always rigid and vivid was you soum
I did lot of work in my tenure soum
You were never notified
But always just and ethical was you soum
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