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icy fingers upon your heart
this grasp unrelinquished
no audience held for these
wet trickles of salted misery
You say you know Love
how can this be true
for you show no mercy
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Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna
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