A Swing Between Hearts
When Raja comes, the earth takes rest; Draped in green, she looks her best. The swings rise high beneath the sky; Like my heart whenever you pass by. The scent of flowers fills the air; Yet none compares to the love we share. As this festive paints the world anew; Every color reminds me of you..... -πΎπππππ
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