Telling You will come, left You had;
You did not arrive.
Wiping eyes, You had said:
"No, do not cry!
"The setting sun leaves at dusk;
Again it comes in dress of dawn.
Having gotten lost, the evening star,
Star of morn, did you not see, it becomes.
"Akin to that I come and go,
Like seven colors of a rainbow.
I am leaving, saying I will come again;
For a short wait, please abide."
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I can see how hard it is, but please be patient for a while.
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