Look, it is dusk!
What business is today;
Night threaded to my ashes whim, changing
Ancient hymn of lover's heart
The moon that wane
To that weakness the 'self' does not belong
Look, it is dawn!
What held you to truth;
I have grown up in all lights, beaming
The path of my heart's way
The sun that shine
To that fear the 'self' does not belong
Look...!
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