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Seated inside mind You hear secrets; | |||
Not a single thing stays hidden. | |||
You | You've spread Yourself out endlessly; | ||
Nothing's beyond Your periphery. | |||
You | A tiny grain of sand, a very petty thought— | ||
Even of them You aren't oblivious. | |||
Far-flung galaxies and the outmost stars— | |||
Even from them You do not keep apart. | |||
You do not | |||
With a flower petal newly blown on a Spring forgotten, | |||
With an ocean wave lapping upon some long-ago horizon— | |||
I am failing to conceive where You don't exist; | |||
Away from You, nothing can subsist. | |||
I am | |||
nothing | |||
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