The Magic..
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This sun arises on its own,
The river gallops on its own,
This ocean roars on its own,
The wind blows on its own.
The hair grows on its own,
The nail lengthens on its own,
The heart beats on its own,
The love flows on its own.
The eye sheds tears on its own,
The mind cares for other on its own,
The reaction is shown on its own,
when the love flows on its own.
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