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There were times
when I woke up with my mind made up and a burning flame in my heart, eager to reach you with all these things which I never spoke of to you, my all-time love. And if it's about speaking or about spelling, may heart day by day within you, it is dwelling, for my Soul has always been seeking for the sign of at-one-ment. How could I tell you everything by saying nothing? You are the Mirror of my fears, the shining star that lights my way, but I helplessly go astray because of the terror to have you near. And if by following my heart, I open myself to your charms, what kind of harm would be there? It will be just the start of the unwrapping of my True Being... For it has been only now that I left myself be consumed by this flame that bears your name, my fears have fled they can't be seen, this blind man can see clearly now, I had to let you know, My all-time Love.
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