The thought there in I cannot confront
Whatever enters my mind cannot be tossed aside.
But the thought there in I cannot confront.
What shall I do when I am unable to scream for you?
Separation, Separation, Free me from this Separation.
Whatever language is spoken, Separation always exists.
Vicious, Relentless Separation ...
-- Part of a beautiful song by the NoorSaaz group.
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