I Sit Alone

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I sit alone with a throbbing moan.

I cry alone with flowers dry.

I eat alone with the rat of the church.

I fly alone in the earth-bound sky.

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From:Sri Chinmoy,Chandelier, Part 1, Agni Press, New York, 1980
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