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Hill that shine
Oh! I stood afar from the hills that shine,
Glorious and magnificent just to glance,
Of lights and colors, under the moonlit blue sky,
Majestic and wise kings, that dwells;
Of poets and singers, of all rhymes, Of men and women, in all beauty;
Alluring crystals, in all hues,
Of blues, reds and greens;
Dancers and fireflies, that dances,
Along with auroras, of horizons;
Moon flowers that blooms,
Of white, shines through the night;
A hill that dazzles, in drizzling rain,
Of cold euphonious wind;
Oh! I stood afar from the hills that shines,
That never be.
© Tekasangba walling
Glorious and magnificent just to glance,
Of lights and colors, under the moonlit blue sky,
Majestic and wise kings, that dwells;
Of poets and singers, of all rhymes, Of men and women, in all beauty;
Alluring crystals, in all hues,
Of blues, reds and greens;
Dancers and fireflies, that dances,
Along with auroras, of horizons;
Moon flowers that blooms,
Of white, shines through the night;
A hill that dazzles, in drizzling rain,
Of cold euphonious wind;
Oh! I stood afar from the hills that shines,
That never be.
© Tekasangba walling
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