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Bhalka tirth
#TreeOfAges
Yes, I am the tree where Shree Krishna took his final breath.
On my branches where he sat.
He arrived with an aura that felt like bliss.
I wanted to secure it into my abyss.
Then came the hunter,who cried for his deed,
Even in his last breath, he assured him that it was predestined and not the result of greed.
Yes,I'm still standing with a temple now,
All my premises are used to send him a bow.
I have grown old now,you can call me ancient ,
Some people living have given the name of a saint.
I'm still standing though I've become old,
I will stay more,until his last tales are told.
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