Saying You will come You'd vanished;
The time of Your advent did not happen.
When nigh, You had cherished;
You had said You won't forget.
Countless trees and creepers, planets and stars,
They are flooded by Your love!
Why was I set far apart;
In memory why did You not store?
Like me, how many are erased,
Anguished and sprawling in the dust?
Your mind, does their pain not penetrate;
Please say, what sort of mind is thus?
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Can it truly be that You would forget me, that You'd ignore my grief?
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