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on spring and summer's lingering evenings
Bathing in the glow of a sparkling fire that held us in a warm embrace, we listened to pines and maple trees whispering songs on the music of a twinkling stream.
And, kissing a blooming flower, i felt myself floating on an undulating ocean of nectar in Shangri-lah
Saswotji 2005