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Swimming in tears I have thought on Thee, | |||
With my heart-core's mode of speaking. | |||
No one knows, no one can know | |||
What words I've spoken inside psyche. | |||
In the world I saw not, in the mind did I see; | |||
At the black pupil of eye, You have inhered. | |||
Even though I did not see, the pupil is not remote; | |||
And thus, engrossed in love I be. | |||
That love in heart makes overflowing; | |||
Psyche's casket dribbles ecstatically. | |||
That devotion, that completion, | |||
To a steady glow runs, dancing. | |||
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