mksndsn_1
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Melancholy song of a Nightingale

O'er the hills and valleys he hears pleasant sound,
But climbing up, finds vacated land,
Never finds the image listening to sweet notes,
Hearing the ode felt melancholy chords.
Listens to Nightingale's lyric on the oak,
This sings solitary...

– by MANISANGEETHA