| To the Spirit of the Master of Beings |
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| Written by Fethullah Gülen | |||||||||
| Tuesday, 17 January 2006 06:00 | |||||||||
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Again my heart is grieved and wails for separation; It burns over and over in a burning fire this moment. Like a violin every string of my heart ached. Spring passed and autumn blew, my spirit cries blood. Expectations were shaken, my hope dashed. Good-by to life! I'm an addict of longing, I've reached separation, I'm pure melancholy.
3.25 Copyright (C) 2007 Alain Georgette / Copyright (C) 2006 Frantisek Hliva. All rights reserved."
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