Let me allow
To go to my root.
I know, I can never
Remain even, for a
Moment without you.
I know, you are
My root, and also
You are my fruit.
In between fruit and
Root, it is I,
Who wonders with truth.
Truth is my love,
My love is clear,
Nothing to wonder.
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