A Short Poem
In the depth of mine cogitation, I declare that what constitutes thy embodiment shall be mine order. Grant my apportioned desires so hurriedly, that thy mind would question mine wandered self.
Thus, to dance to thy tune, may Thee slap me with riches of understanding and beat me, mercilessly with particles of love and wrap me beneath thy wealth of understanding and let consideration be ever my sight.
Thou hast maketh mine life so satisfactorily to what I consciously and unconsciously possess. Mine heart is stretched to subjects that concern Thee. May Thee calmly rest under mine pledges for there exist no iota of deviation in this force of love.
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