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Do Not Come With Me.

And come not, my bright lost infinite deep heart;
Do not wake up a broken dream again in your wilderness, dream
Look at the beauty and the silvery words of the woodland;
Where there is so much more awakening than fascination, it is useless the sound of a murmur, in the fullness of all the emotions,
The wonderful words of my bereavement are in the tone of their music; In the meantime The quiet tone of silence beats the body of silent thinking, wondering On a lonely-golden evening, a deep cloud of thoughts The everlasting light of ceaseless beauty in the enormous splendor of my feeling; Emptiness when so many things; We took him to the chest, Amal, in silence On the dew of the grass, on the hem of the cloud, on the sunny day of light
My soft cheerfulness on the lips of light, In the cold breeze falling;
The beloved face of the past is lost in the intense light of the gala
From deep in the mind; In fertile land All my exquisite beauty is mixed with wonderful light Deep in the transformative industry, surprisingly my loyalty, Deep mourning goes on with awe and wonder In the brightest daylight; Cool all my human relationships,
The limitless tolerant existence hides everywhere, the blue of loyalty in astrology, the sacred dew touches the translucent of the dream.

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