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Oh Lord, my dearest, | |||
I | I run after You down lonesome roads, | ||
Like the muskdeer,{{#tag:ref|In yogic scriptures and commentaries, there is an oft-told fable about a musk deer who searches the world over for the source of the intoxicating fragrance that is coming from the deer's own self. The moral of the story is that happiness is to be found within and not without.|group="nb"}} oh Most Remote. | |||
You are so near. | You are so near. |