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Far Away From Madding Crowd

Far Away From The Madding Crowd

 

 

 Getting further away from home

Nothing other than excitement dwells in monochrome

as I realize I'm about to visit my dream destination

with joy, I'm about to cry in thrill’s excavation.

 

Getting closer to the hill

knitting the excitement

My joy is about to spill

my heart pounds in my chest in contentment.

 

Getting closer to the place I dream

My heart beats in exhilaration in its esteem

With every mile, I'm getting close

Rejoice pounds in enclose.

 

When I see you-Kanchenjunga, the queen of the mountains

it will feel like old times reigning in its monarchial fountain.

I would love to stay in its Eternity

Ceasing the overshadowing of the modernity.

 

Paromita

11/06/09//--\\12.35P.M.

 

 

  

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