TO SONALI—

Empty shadows of Love-
Cry-
In your Palace of Gold-
Tender tears-
They shine on your robes-
With desperate diamonds-
Desperate dangers–

Fire torches line up-
In your Gardens of Hope-
While your destiny’s-
Down to business-
With his fortunate lovers-
Fortunate strangers–

And you-
In your Bedroom of Cold-
You are as always-
Alone-
So alone—

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