The saoul selects her own society
Then shuts the door,
On her divine majority
Obtrude no more.
Unmoved she notes the chariot's passing
At her low gate
Unmoved,an emperor is leaning
Upon her mat.
I' ve known her from an ample nation
Choose one
Then close the valves of her attention
Like stone.
ARUT PERUM JOTHI.
THANK YOU;----AGAIN.
KATHIRVELU.C
KATHIRVELU.C
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