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Come You had, and loved You had; | |||
Afterward You went away, oh why, please say. | |||
Coming and then going, it only gives pain; | |||
Not coming would have been more pleasant than that. | |||
The garland You had worn, spreading its fragrance... | |||
The flowers have all fallen; the string is become vacant. | |||
But even now that memory, in my mind it's radiant. | |||
The seat on which You'd sat, coating with sweetness... | |||
Even now a sigh it elicits in heart's niche. | |||
With both pleasure and pain, it remains copious. | |||
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