I Was Roaming
A Anjandev Roy
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I was roaming
By the riverside
In the beautiful season,
Gentle breeze was blowing
With great rhythm,
It whispered to me
The sweetest song
Of the wonderful season,
I sincerely fell in love
With the glorious time,
Slowly I began to swing
Towards the loveliest sphere
With utmost joy and pleasure.
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