Hate to Depart

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The rattling hearse, The emptiness within
The umpteen circles, The countless sins
The hollowness around, The pendulum swings

The sight the sound, The Flesh the pound
To this it’s bound, To this it’s bound

The enlightened mind, Lost behind
The enduring soul, Lies torn

All It attains, Is others gain
All It beholds, Are sufferings untold
Sadness it Brings, Yet it clings
Destined to part, From the start
Yet It hates, It hates to depart…