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Empty seats in the library Disappear One by one. Mind, lamenting Absence of the sight Pleasant to the heart, Is like the mist-covered mountain top That lies beyond. No vacant space, Heads bent low, Word absorbing eyes, still My empty mind Floats aimlessly Over the fluttering pages. Light of my world! Rise over my lonely heart, Like dew-soaked morning rays, That dissolves the mist On the desolate mountain top.
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May 1, 2021
May 1, 2021 at 2:00 AM UTC
Absence
Empty seats in the library Disappear One by one. Mind, lamenting Absence of the sight Pleasant to the heart, Is like the mist-covered mountain top That lies beyond. No vacant space, Heads bent low, Word absorbing eyes, still My empty mind Floats aimlessly Over the fluttering pages. Light of my world! Rise over my lonely heart, Like dew-soaked morning rays, That dissolves the mist On the desolate mountain top.
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62/M/Sri Lanka
May 1, 2021
May 1, 2021 at 2:00 AM UTC
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