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my true love from her pillow rose
truely
braided and woven
it is true that you say the gods are more use to you than fairies
to be able to see every side of every question
sleep sweetly in your humble graves
master of human destinies am i
one by one, like leaves from a tree
why then, must we see?
be not false

 



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