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At my house of gloom, | |||
I could not see, could not know, | Oh You, Who arrived? | ||
I could not see, I could not know, | |||
In what manner You came when You had appeared. | |||
No knock was there; but striding silently, | |||
Stealthily, to my heart You gained entry. | |||
I | You made bright with glow of beauty, | ||
Gracing one who is unworthy. | |||
Your | |||
Enchanted, I had gawked in astonishment; | |||
Adrift I'd gone on Your [[:wikipedia:Lila (Hinduism)|game's]] sentiments. | |||
An ocean of sport are You, and I had got Yourself; | |||
By anyone at all is it called mercy? | |||
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