Enter my mental depths;
Carefully Your seat I'll set.
Be kind to me and spotless make
My very thought process.
I've a hundred flaws of commission and omission;
I am getting stupefied by my own languor.
Dazzle me with Your thoughts
And with devotion every moment.
Through Your ideation kindly illuminate;
Hold out before me Your lantern-flame.
By that same lamplight myself do shape,
Privately and in secret.
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In heart does it take place, and in heart it stays.
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