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kanha ji 📿
Kanha Ji, with flute in hand, Upon Vrindavan's sacred sand, Eyes that dance with playful glee, Stealing hearts and setting them free.His melodies enchant the breeze, Causing Yamuna's waves to freeze. Cows and Gopis, they all sway, Under the spell of his melodic play.With peacock feather on His crown, He turns sorrow's frown upside down. Dark as rain clouds, with a radiant face, He embodies love, grace, and solace.In His tales of mischief and lore, Kanha Ji is forevermore. A beacon of hope, love so divine, Forever shining, eternally thine.
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