On Time’s mirror an image faces its face,
The blooming of a soul in earthly vase.
What more then, the best in us,
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Primary they seem
As the two ever claim,
In joint venture’s rime,
To shape and name,
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I love you not by any virtue of my own,
For, you sustain the glory of love, in your kind,
A pilgrim, above Time’s shade, to receive the blow,
With a mind victorious, where truths sprout,
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The moon-blenched glimmering land,
Beyond light and shed, in mind’s strand,
Flashes as super reality.
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I had been in love,
I am in love,
I would turn into love,
All my abstract armies,
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Hey love, I have slipped,
And I am drowning into you,
But I am given extended oxygen,
My submarine unfolds new provinces
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Dejected loneliness on Time's shore,
A vagabond forbidden to every door,
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A vagabond loved and served,
But the return was not so easy,
It was humiliation and playing trick,
For they all thought, he was weak.
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Yours is anchor,
To bind the mariner's ship,
Yours is prayer,
To laugh -away each day's grief,
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