How distant You are, even when remaining near;
You don't grant embrace to me,
Though I know You are surrounding.
I find You in the hue of a sun at morning,
The night's bosom having cleaved.
Hope's light, You remove the ebony
With a vibrant rhythm and melody.
With You the acquaintance mine
Is not a tale of just one lifetime.
Tears are shed for the sake of attaining,
Eons upon eons previously.
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Wednesday, January 25, 2023
He gives grief
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To get Him near, it requires many tears.
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