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You're the gem of my heart gloomy; | |||
I could not recognize Thee, | |||
I could not perceive. | |||
How close were You, yet so remote; | |||
Looking, I did not see. | |||
the | Downcast was I inside my tiny home, | ||
by | Passing the time with self-made woes. | ||
Eyes snuffed out by a huge tear-flow, | |||
No solace did they heed. | |||
then | |||
You are with, letting be known as my own; | |||
On nights of ebon, why then dread I undergo? | |||
So much in You has dwelt the [[:wikipedia:Mahakala|Dharmic Hero]], | |||
Why this I did not savvy? | |||
</poem> | </poem> | ||
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