 
The Meccan Revelations Poems
 Poem No.: 956
The heart is your home, not mine, so live in it *** I do not remember anything you remember
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| 1 |  | | The | heart | is | your | home, | not | mine, | so | live | in | it |  | 
 | *** | |  | I | do | not | remember | anything | you | remember | 
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| 2 |  | My remembrance of myself is a veil' Your remembrance of me is the pleasure that fills me with goodness | 
| 3 |  | If I mention you, the remembrance is from you to us, so you do not remember something that we mention | 
| 4 |  | | The | Hebron | in | the | back | of | the | house | is | his | abode |  | 
 | *** | |  | for | the | sake | of | a | heart | that | you | continue | to | live | in | 
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| 5 |  | | If | it | was | permissible | in | it, | you | would | follow | it | 
 | *** | |  | and | he | would | not | live | in | it, | so | you | will | not | live | in | it | 
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| 6 |  | Praise be to God, a praise that cannot be uttered except by the one who expresses it in my heart | 
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