I shall now light my candle, and go through this beautiful gate to the land of dreams once more.
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What was in that candle's light
that opened and consumed me so quickly?
Come back, my friend. The form of our love
is not a created form.
Nothing can help me but that beauty.
There was a dawn I remember when my soul
heard something from your soul.
I drank water from your spring
and felt the current take me.
~Rumi
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Sweet Dreams!
Love, Inda