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Clouds had appeared | |||
In Your light's many colors. | |||
They had vanished, ever drifting | |||
with | On a southern breeze with honeyed touch... | ||
the | Danced had the peacock of psyche. | ||
In the mind whatever blemish had been there, | |||
Over course of ages it had been increased. | |||
By the majesty of love, Your glamor exquisite, | |||
It had been defeated extensively. | |||
The world You delighted, oh Divine Tunesmith; | |||
While adorning stealthily, You are an Artist. | |||
On strings of the [[:wikipedia:Veena|viina]] with melodic clamor, | |||
It had fallen, what sweet beauty! | |||
what | |||
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