You have visited, after a long time, 'Remember; once, I was brimming with might? '
Named babbling brook, revered as a singing deity, how blissful was my sight!
Have glimpses of reminiscences of your childhood, in my mellow abode.
Alas! You might be pondering: 'Why I look so barren, with no traces of aesthetic gleaming left? '
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