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Friend, whose smile has come to be
Very precious unto me,
Though I know I drank not first
Of your love’s bright fountain-burst,
Yet I grieve not for the past,
So you only love me last!Other souls may find their joy
In the blind love of a boy:
Give me that which years have tried,
Disciplined and purified,—
Such as, braving sun and blast,
You will bring to me at last!There are brows more fair than mine,
Eyes of more bewitching shine,
Other hearts more fit, in truth,
For the passion of your youth;
But, their transient empire past,
You will surely love me last!Wing away your summer-time,
Find a love in every clime,
Roam in liberty and light,—
I shall never stay your flight,
For I know, when all is past
You will come to me at last!
-Elizabeth (Akers) Allen (1832-1911)
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You bring the sunshine to my rain.
You give me love when I feel pain.
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The bond of friendship is everlasting
True friends never say good-bye
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DUSRO KO BADALNE KI CHAH
यही है ज़िन्दगी कुछ ख़्वाब चन्द उम्म
It's All About Time
Tick tock...tick tock...
Life is counting down on your internal clock.
HAR RISHTA NIBHANA JANTI HAI MAA
सुलाने के लिए मुझको, तो खुद ही जागती र
AAJADI KI RITI NIBHAI
लाल रक्त से धरा नहाई,
श्वेत नभ पर ल
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I waited, and you didn't come.
I called, and you didn't answer.
I knocked, but yo
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It was a late night in September,
The beginning of autumn,
When the image of a st
A Day Away..
Some feelings are shallow, some feelings are deep.
Some make us smile, some make us weep.
AZADI KA ARTH
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