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Last Breath Of My Soul
My days and nights have become slumberless,
Dearest, the pains in my heart are numberless;
My yearnings shall never get through to you,
Not where the black coach of separation has taken you;
I can no longer walk down from the top of the hill,
And stay with you under the mango tree;
Beautiful beginnings, remembering how we started,
The hours we spent together cannot be counted;
Every second with you was like eternity,
Your presence always engulfed me in captivity;
We smiled, talked, played and laughed together,
Separated ourselves from the world just ...