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Is it over?
Have you left?
Won't you ever come again?

Radha kept asking such questions
To yamuna, to kadamb, to gopi,
To gwaals, to yashoda, to murli,
To all and all
To herself . . .
Until she knew one day
Krishna was herself
Nobody has gone anywhere
And at last,
Love is not an illusion.