when mandolin plays, my heart melts: One wet morning- I heard, someone playing mandolin and wept.

THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

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Bind me—I still can sing—
Banish—my mandolin
Strikes true within—

Slay—and my Soul shall rise
Chanting to Paradise—
Still thine.

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