Why are you weeping, my Soul? Knowest thou my weakness? Thy tears strike sharp and injure, For I know not my wrong. Until when shalt thou cry? I have naught but human words to interpret your dreams, Your desires, and your instructions.
Though it's an irony in itself when I say 'trust me!' as we are almost perfect strangers but any how, Trust me! the delight is all mine, the way you give such honest expression to your emotions and this very thing inspires me.So thank you!!
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Why are you weeping, my Soul?
Knowest thou my weakness?
Thy tears strike sharp and injure,
For I know not my wrong.
Until when shalt thou cry?
I have naught but human words to interpret your dreams,
Your desires, and your instructions.
that moved me. very inspiring. thank you .!
Though it's an irony in itself when I say 'trust me!' as we are almost perfect strangers but any how, Trust me! the delight is all mine, the way you give such honest expression to your emotions and this very thing inspires me.So thank you!!
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