There is something about poetry that drives me crazy
Without permission loneliness visited
and settled in my heart,
So cruel to the heart it took over control,
It made me envy other souls with mates.
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From the eastern horizon,
The sun slowly unblinks
From the top of the mountains,
Casting rays of light towards
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Inside your abode comes the perfume of paradise,
As fragrant as a nest of roses,
Indeed you're as beautiful as beauty itself;
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Each day that passed by I looked over the window
Hoping I would see you coming from afar
Of which I was very sure that I wasted time
But I still treasured my hopeless hopes
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Dreams of my heart,
And of my soul passes me by,
Nothing seems to stay with me for so long:
But i have from childhood a deepest solace of music.
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