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River Swat
The water is haunted;
A phantom imperceptible,
Is creeping through the atoms;
The river Swat it is.
The wailing shadows try to float
The grip is tight
The water is running very fast
From the height
The departed souls overhear
The shadows cursing the water
Its colour is Green
Not because of lively weeds
Not because of newly seeding
Not because of life itself.
Dardmand
The water is haunted;
A phantom imperceptible,
Is creeping through the atoms;
The river Swat it is.
The wailing shadows try to float
The grip is tight
The water is running very fast
From the height
The departed souls overhear
The shadows cursing the water
Its colour is Green
Not because of lively weeds
Not because of newly seeding
Not because of life itself.
Dardmand
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