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[]Goldsmith   [] > Oh my thoughts mate revelation of my prime, longing smelter, Combining my feelings, And, a matrix frames me, As it comprises My inspirer, Take this to you, The secretes of my inspiration, My inspirer, And the soul’s, corners in sorrow Moves like the moons, Urge forward to meet, My inspirer This is how the universe delights By the lights that flows and spread, perfumes splashes in rain, bills of the sky ring in its tenders, that’s the borders of affection, run away, and have fun my inspirer, nights had passed they were full of sorrow today no sorrow nether there is a looking flowered to it, my eyes had a nap, from the goodness gained, after a long ruff way, scared the pupil of the eyes, my soul, slumbered, on rocky, valise, that seems, paradise, haughtiness with perfumes in it, the single God paraded the length of the compass, and colored the space. My thinking is shorter then knowing How to descries it, But my description, of it and my souls’ is short to disciples it and what God descries it higher and rises I do rise when I love you And that is a gift of god and what He gives, And because I’m a human want some more, Give me some more and more, of your pure what covers. take it easy because, I owe you as far as I live, and after that my case and your, to whom gathers us -------------------------------------------------------} ----------------------------} ---------------} Sun of Sa Written October 14th, 2001 © on Oct 13 2001 11:52 PM PST, ِِAli M.AlSaihati   0 • 8