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Swetha Raghunathan

That impossible rescue, lost my senses

Dropped all fences, lead to you

Enmeshed by thirst, deadly but pure

Be my cure, be mine first

Ocean of blue, drown me blindly

Swiftly and kindly, in your hue

Lead me away, from these lands infernal

To find bliss eternal, within your sway

Accept my surrender, sacrifice my being

O creature all seeing, to my lender

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