Unaware I am as the mind creeps in,
The Shouts of the heart are dumbed
Cornered aloof in that suffocating darkness,
It breathes the numbness of thy longing again
'Beloved' 'Beloved' the heart resonates,
Clinging to the flickering light of hope
Please come to me - late nay not be,
Awaits for you is your bruised child
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