Sings my day, waking answers…

Sings my day, waking answers
In hearts, Priya celebration.
Already ominous comet
Embarrassed by the glow of his.

She runs bashful run,
Leaving the red line,
And go out on my overnight
The dilapidated monastery.

8 August 1903

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