Landour moorings!

  The wild deodars, for ages, stand, the night and few twinkling stars, One heart, one sight, the lights below in the valley’s lap, Seem like the sky n’earth, stand inverted, a simple thought, we all forgot, But hills, they bring forth, all, all that was once heightened in us.

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