And I am agitated.
Please come and come with me
And for this touching
I can not bear to leave You here.
O my dear, it is not my fault
You made the mistake of touching me
You made the mistake of building me afresh
You made the mistake of coming to me
And staying within me
I recognized You as the Supreme.
Let me glance at you again within
Come come come to my house
O homeless traveler, I am Yours here.
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