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Into mind's garden has come a thief; | |||
a thief | His capture He is not permitting. | ||
He took with Him all the honey; | |||
To no constraint does He pay heed. | |||
He | Day and night this thief arrives; | ||
Beside flower's pollen He does hide. | |||
Going to nab this thief, meantime, | |||
Mind gets rapt in the vast sky. | |||
This thief knows well how to like; | |||
This thief rids darkness of mind. | |||
This very thief's candied smile, | |||
The whole world it makes bright. | |||
This thief knows how to | |||
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</poem> | </poem> | ||
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