At close of day, this same floral garland,
Please don't let it fall in the dust.
Mind's exquisite beauty, a peerless love,
Please don't go on spurning in this fashion.
Little by little blossoms have I gathered,
Combing my mental garden.
Taking pains a garland I've threaded;
That, please don't ignore.
I know that it is trifling in Your presence;
Yours are a myriad other gems.
To that is combining my essence;
Over this I do not mull.
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Please disregard my overweening arrogance.
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