In love with You am I,
Why don't You know this?
For You I laugh and I cry;
It's like You don't listen.
Days after days, they leave;
Nights aplenty, they go missing.
Many stars afar are falling;
Don't You realize it?
I've arrived from the Beginningless;
I drift on stream of the Limitless.
At Your foot a spore of pollen,
Myself, are You not familiar with?
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Am I so trifling that You don't take notice?
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