O my dear, I have to face You,
And it is in fact inevitable.
Like act and fruit
It is I and You
And I accept and
Accept not You.
You are not separate
From me, I know,
You are what I am.
I belong to You,
I am Yours
It is the truth that is here
To solve all problems.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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