Word having given, why did You not arrive?
Seated in expectation of Your arrival,
Ages aplenty, they've gone floating by;
How many nights... I don't even know that.
I hear You are present within psyche;
To inner secrets You are listening.
Inside my mind, do You not reside?
Yesternight has disappeared;
Arrived has the crimson morning.
Yet this night of mine, why is it not excised?
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But as to me, why must I be lonesome?
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