In every thought
O my dear, I behold You
I am constantly
Thinking You.
I am not attached
To a fixed abode
I have no sense of mine
I know, everything
That are happening
As per your sweet will.
I have no contrary feeling
I am not in doubt
About You, O my dear
I am engrossed in You.
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