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Where is the place? All that glitters is not gold!!
Where is the place where I like to be?
Where the bird sings All that glitters is not gold
Where our mind have wings
where the joy is in what we share behind every storm a truth
where we learn to care! unfolds.
The famous, the unknown , the
Where is my place with my feet on the ground young and the old
Where the trees are all around and only the wind
makes a sound. all of them are slaves in a mould.
Where is my place where I can get visual pleasure.
Where I can dream with my open eyes surround by
treasure! Be wise enough to be bold
To face the facts that are so cold.
I wish that place to be war and corruption free
Where love and peace stay together Everthing that glitters is not
I won’t leave that place ever!! always gold.
Ananya Sista Ananya Sista
(VIII) (VIII)
