Shedding Everything
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Shedding everything
I came to you, see me.
Who you are I can't say
But I am not allowed to touch you.
I consoled myself, worry not dear,
To see eyes to eyes is sufficient.
You are there on a golden seat,
I am here on a seat made of grass,
I know of course,
Both are the product of the earth.
I have kept my face-cloth
With me for use in time,
But I discovered no separate face,
With me when I see you.
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