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In pleasure grove, with anxious air, | |||
Oh Who did leave, giving a shake? | |||
It | It seems that I note a bit, I know a bit; | ||
know | But in the end, I admit: Close He remains. | ||
In fire is He, like capacity to blaze; | |||
In milk, like its whiteness He has stayed. | |||
He has stayed in the mental jewel-case, | |||
Mixed like a light-dripping break of day. | |||
Inside lightning He is its locomotion; | |||
On a painted morn, its crimson-colored love. | |||
Scattered over the world, He has bestowed affection; | |||
But in the cosmos He is not– I know not in which way. | |||
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