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I am in a strange anxiety
I have fallen asleep in a dream
If I move towards it, this wall
She stares at me in response
I broke down and wondered what the rose was showing me?
Sir, this is the fourteenth century
To me in the torment of love
I knew I had to come
Your Majesty to me
Keep up the good work
Me in the mirage of friendship
What should I do? That when seen
The moon in the sun to me
Now it's just that we love
People in your account, me
Don't forget to tease
To me in my youth
Even if you do, why do you join?
Me in any choice
Visit that face of the lover
See me in reward
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