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Seeing someone and have an instant connection and feeling of great love and never doing anything about it.
Look at those who are lovers, when avowal has once begun, how soon they lie.
You make me alone, only you can I interchange, awhile it is you...
Then again, it is a murmuring or it is a fragrance with no trace.
You whom I do not tell that in the night I lie weeping, whose being makes me weary like a cradle, you who do not tell me when you lie wakeful for my sake.
Alas, in my arms I've lost them all, only you, you're always born again. Because I never held you close, I hold you forever.