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so much time I spent....
Will you understand with your humble soul
The yearning of my heart?
Or the poet's dedication,
As once his love,
Will pass before you, unrecognized,
Unanswered again?
Recognize, at least, the sounds,
That used to be dear to you —
And think that in the days of separation,
In my fickle fate,
Your sad desert,
The last sound of your speeches
A single treasure, a shrine,
The single love of my soul. 2 replies
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