The Vibrant Energy Source
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You boast about your beautiful garden
The greenery of meadow man made
Making your own efforts to happy always
But remember, I am behind all this
Unless my energy gives you all
Unless I makes my own ways in such a moderation
Everything is lost in your garden
The flowering plant becomes rotten ones
Flowers are no where to visible
You boast about your on vigor and intelligence
Remember you are indebted to the sun always
Every plant, life, and even the whole world
The vibrant and ever active sun behind.
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