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Truths of Love (6)

That brazen, drunken Beloved has stolen my religion 

through the unbelief inspired by Her curls.

When She sees a careless aspirant 

She breaks his legs and withholds a helping hand!

Ah, the countless lovers’ hearts pierced

by the darts flung from Her eyelashes!

We have surrendered ourselves to Her unconditionally,

forsaking our hearts, offering up our souls.

Perhaps now She will drive us away from egotism

and set us free from self-existence.

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