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In | In this crimson splendor on a fresh morning, | ||
With | With form's rhythm, You entered my psyche. | ||
You know how to make | You know how to make me laugh, You know how to make me weep; | ||
You know how to play | You know how to play diverting games of hide-and-seek. | ||
Today You came | Today You came to fill my life with Your lustrous beauty. | ||
You know how to play the | You know how to play the lute, You how to compose melodies; | ||
You know how to make the world dance to Your tune and | You know how to make the world dance to Your tune and beat. | ||
You know how to love | You know how to love us all in happiness and suffering. | ||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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