Having kept me at a distance,
Master, are You joyous?
Your manner is too hard;
Even by eye's tears You haven't gotten soft.
By thunderclap, by meteor-cascade,
By a crater's endless blaze,
The time does get brayed;
Why have You sat on such a chariot?
I keep hearing that You love;
On gloomy hearts light Your pour.
All music and rhythm-and-beat in addition,
You have filled with sweetness for what reason?
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Friday, August 4, 2023
It's a mystery to me
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Does this liila make You happy? Myself, I'd rather be near.
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