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I’ll be seeing the known faces,

After so many days,

Those faces are like flowers,

Fixing eyes on whom the heart dances for hours!

Some through blood are related,

Some are like those stars, seems nearby albeit isolated!

I feel like passing time with them again and again,

As it takes place in the seventh heaven.

Time doesn’t have time; it has its own whims to harmonise,

Time’s blithe for the wishes that from my heart does rise!