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Lotus
Lotus
Oh! Lotus! Weary of mud
That waits for innocent bud
Seeking for the shore with hopes ample
Affectionate hug the path simple
No more counting of ripples
No smell of mossy pebbles
The bud would open with gentle touch
Her fragrance would mean too much
Oh! Lotus! Weary of mud
That waits for innocent bud
Seeking for the shore with hopes ample
Affectionate hug the path simple
No more counting of ripples
No smell of mossy pebbles
The bud would open with gentle touch
Her fragrance would mean too much
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Lotus
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