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Paradise is under our feet
Seeing the sun rising ,
My Eyes sparkle,
Beneath the tree ,
My soul becomes free,
Is it the beauty of the nature ?
Or the handwriting of god ?
Or the bliss of flora or...
My Eyes sparkle,
Beneath the tree ,
My soul becomes free,
Is it the beauty of the nature ?
Or the handwriting of god ?
Or the bliss of flora or...
