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The River in my village.
River Dan, River Pan.
where art thou in a near,
the River where Pan and Dan play and chase till sunset.
I heard new babes humming and grumbling your name happily back home before sunset like I do.

River Pan, River Dan
I miss the glance of your stilled waves and peaceful moves of waves,
there we sat and wept after beaten by our earth God.
Palm tree toast at your side because of thy beauty.


River of joy, River of peace.
I may not have seen your face on Gray hairs.
but till eternity your beauty lies in my mind.© All Rights Reserved back again.