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The song that I came to sing remains unsung to this day.


I have spent my days in stringing and in unstringing my instrument.


The time has not come true, the words have not been rightly set;
only there is the agony of wishing in my heart.


The blossom has not opened; only the wind is sighing by.


I have not seen his face, nor have I listened to his voice;
only I have heard his gentle footsteps from the road before my house.


The livelong day has passed in spreading his seat on the floor;
but the lamp has not been lit and I cannot ask him into my house.


I live in the hope of meeting with him; but this meeting is not yet.


Rabindranath Tagore


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