Krishna Janmashtami
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Bijay Kant Dubey
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Krishna's birth,
The locks breaking open
And the guards fallen asleep
And in the meantime the baby is taken
Across the stream
To hand it over to Yasoda.
It's raining,
The Divine Babe has beeb born
In the cell
And the waters of the Yamuna surging,
How the myth?
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