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   I am not yours, not lost in you,  Not lost, although I long to be Lost as a candle lit at noon,  Lost as a snowflake in the sea.
  You love me, and I find you still  A spirit beautiful and bright, Yet I am I, who long to be  Lost as a light is lost in light.
  Oh plunge me deep in love -- put out  My senses, leave me deaf and blind, Swept by the tempest of your love,  A taper in a rushing wind.
  
   
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