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105. Thanksgiving

 

 

105. Thanksgiving
God! I thank Thee for my birth in this world of rosy dawns, flame-clad sunsets and thick forests wherein the gloom of nature’s bygone nights rests in eternal sleep!

* This reflection was published in New Era, Lucknow, in 1917. The last word was changed from “sleep” to “slumber” – KAS.

 

 

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