You Are Song
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You are song
Oh! Little oldie
You shall not die
But remain in memory
With position already
You are a natural bird
With beautiful words
You sing a melody
That has revelation of national history
It is mixture pain and cheers
As it expresses fears
About future tomorrow
When we naturally grow
I used to call you cuckoo
When you flew
With your early chirping on tree
I used to feel so great and with freedom of mind
You are song yourself
That has variety of the rhymes in shelf
I have heart and felt beautifulness
And they way it brought shine on my face
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