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One who sings
Can bring
Happiness
On face
One who translates
And relates
In relative and easy terms
Can turn gloom for others
Writer may apprise
But poets can surprise
With rhythms
Like gem on verses
After what do we want?
From others we can't
And easily obtained from whispers
That can be morning prayers too
It can be early bell ring from temple
Or god's name from worshipping people
It amounts same
But matters less from where it came
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