
The fruit that my soul desires,
For which it wishfully waits,
The fruit from wishful tree,
Could only blissfully satiate,
The fruit that grows on a tree,
A tree growing on the land of heart,
Would make my life fruitful,
Like a bird perching on it and depart,
I wish such tree to grow ,
On the land of every heart,
And get soused in the wisdom of,
life and death, that it impart.
Always seeking your blessings and wishes💕💕💕
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Mmmm hmmm, love it 💝
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🤗🤗🌺
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Beautifully written. Happy Janmashtami to you too 😊
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Thank you💕💕
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Good one. Happy Janmashtami 🎉🎉
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Thank you and same to you sir🌺
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How beautiful.. ❤
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Thank you very much💕
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💖
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Absolutely beautiful. Happy Janmashtami.❤️
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Thank you so much💕💕
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Lovely poem
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❤️❤️💕
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,🌷❣️😊
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Beautiful always!
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Thank you so much dear Maria❤️❤️
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Wow its a lovely tree.
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Thank you so much , Tara ji ,
Really means a lot💕💕
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Wonderful flow, and message, Reena. When we sit in our heart center these fruits being to sprout. Happy Janmashtami. 💖💖
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So true , Dear friend , thats a feeling only kind and pure hearts like you feel tuly❤️❤️❤️
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I think it’s a mirror, my dear friend, as your heart shines like the stars. Thank you for the lovely words. It means a lot to me. ❤️❤️❤️
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