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THE THOUGHT
Let afternoon come and go
Let time move on and on
I care not
But concentrate more and more
On the thought
That I must one day meet my Beloved.
The Divine Beloved who betrays me not
And showers His mercy without a thought.
Men and women have showed their selfishness
To me in many ways as well as their meanness.
So I go to the place where I commune with my God,
And He responds speedily being the merciful Lord.
