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How smoothly flowing the swan- like beauty sways.
And in its own self always busy lives.
To loving soul it scarcely attention pays
And in its own self marvels and believes.

If this was not so, how come you, my friend
Forget my presence, legion of my woes?
Now do not tell me that you didn’t intend
To tell me who cares and who knows?

You say that you were busy in my thought
But sage, “Viyogi” says, this is lie.
And with bewitching charm ah! danger-fraught
You look at me and say you always try.

One glance at me you throw and this I grant.
But where is love? alms I do not want.

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