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Giving word You left; why did You not visit? | |||
Decoration of my house turned out in vain. | |||
my | With heap of green leaves and wreath of flowers, | ||
Wasted went the welcome gate. | |||
The floral pollen drifts on crying; | |||
On this new-moon night, hard gets understanding | |||
In my mental anguish, with a deluge of tears | |||
Shed in torrents by a fickle brain. | |||
You'll come yet, with this hope tied to breast, | |||
Upon this thought alone, all sorrow I forget... | |||
Applying this thought, the mist is dismissed; | |||
With You to the formless sea, myself You take. | |||
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