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I dearly love my IndiaAnd its age-old silence-peace.
I dearly love my America
And its child-heart's beauty-increase.
Sri Chinmoy, India, my India. Mother India's summit-prides, Agni Press, 1997
And its age-old silence-peace.
I dearly love my America
And its child-heart's beauty-increase.
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