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The Gardener Li: Then Finish The Last Song

Rabindranath Tagore

Then finish the last song and let us
leave.
Forget this night when the night is
no more.
Whom do I try to clasp in my
arms? Dreams can never be made captive.
My eager hands press emptiness to
my heart and it bruises my breast.

(C) Rabindranath Tagore
03/07/2017


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