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In all Seasons,you are the evergreen Spring,Of all Rivers you are the sublimest Gangas;Innocent are your hands but the thumbs it carries are full of love;Purest are your dazzling Ornaments;but your Lips are wet with desires;The Nature has created me to adore you with crimson red on the lines drawn in the middle of your hair;Saraswati has handled the Pen to articulate the incomparable beauty of you;Of all flowers you are the soft Rose and the purest Gangas...