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Oh my

thoughts mate

revelation of my prime,

longing smelter,





Combining my feelings,

And, a matrix frames me,

As it comprises





My inspirer,

Take this to you,

The secretes of my inspiration,





My inspirer,

And the soul’s, corners in sorrow

Moves like the moons,

Urge forward to meet,





My inspirer

This is how the universe delights

By the lights that flows and spread,





perfumes splashes in rain,

bills of the sky ring in its tenders,

that’s the borders of affection,





run away, and have fun

my inspirer,

nights had passed





they were full of sorrow

today no sorrow nether there is

a looking flowered to it,





my eyes had a nap,

from the goodness gained,

after a long ruff way,

scared the pupil of the eyes,







my soul, slumbered,

on rocky, valise,

that seems, paradise,

haughtiness with perfumes in it,





the single God

paraded the length of the compass,

and colored the space.

My thinking is shorter then knowing





How to descries it,

But my description, of it

and my souls’ is short to disciples it

and what God descries it higher and rises





I do rise when I love you

And that is a gift of god and what He gives,

And because I’m a human want some more,



Give me some more and more, of your pure what covers.

take it easy because, I owe you as far as I live,

and after that my case and your, to whom gathers us



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Sun of Sa