A Sense Of Perfect Win
A Anjandev Roy
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In the auspicious time
The green leaves are swinging
With the gentle breeze,
The calm ripples are playing
In the beautiful stream,
The atmosphere is truly divine,
Everything is shining
Inside and outside,
Falsehood is surely receding,
Absolute truth is reigning,
All eyes are glittering
With peace and serenity,
A sense of perfect win is
The essence of this impeccable scene.
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