The Moments In Hand
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You know, when I watch a river, it fills happiness,
And the birds when sing, takes my gloominess,
Ah! Flowers; when fragrance in, I forget ignorance,
I love the moment present and nothing else, hence,
I always enjoy the moments in hand and run behind
As if a child running behind butterfly to catch or find.
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