From on High
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I believe that you long for me
-- you've plenty, I'm sure you'll that-concede.
I believe that you ask after me
-- although unasked, you have received.
Do you think I've gone away from thee?
Can't you feel me? Feel your heart, it beats.
My ear: your heart beats; no mere bee sting
Khanit/חנית
