Forget me not, my love.
It is the habit of the commonly people that
You love and forget thereafter
But you keep me, keep in your heart,
Always for ever as ever.
I am but your shy mistress, made for you just,
Taking me heart away, giving your heart,
Turn me not away please,
Never say goodbye for ever,
As your love am I, yours, only yours, my love.
In your love have I turned into a yogan,
A sadhu, a nun I
but my heart not in God,
As this not teh taime of taking rudrakshas as for mediattion
And the roary count
But for love, all for love
And say who is not for,
Even the sadhu too,
The father too in love with a nun?

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