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I don’t worship those,
Who worshipped He
Reason, I worship He
To be His holy Be.
Lift me with thy silky thread
Up above the heaven, I prithee
Guide me to love thy creature
I am trying, you just see!
Beautiful vision with gifted eyes
Time bond equation with prize!
Give me thy wings to rise
O mind! thought keeper,
Give me, give me my surprise
Life without pen, pain
Guide to write to gain
Lips are tight, eyes are closed
Thinking deep, my thought posed!
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