Wide apart are Your Praise and this sinful slaveWide apart are the heavens & the omnipresent, and this faulty slaveYou are top to bottom fluorescence, but this defective slaveClaims your ivy, what a dare!Anxious by your ivy, what should I doYour love makes me cry in deserts and mountains, what should I doYou are pure, but unworthy is this slaveYou are the King of the world, but this slave is so poor You own treasures, but this slave is bear-handedDespite, this stranger slave claims your loveBut what should I do when I cannot even die in loveYour love makes me cry in deserts and mountains, what should I doA voice commanded O Lover, check your self and valueThy deeds are dark, check the marks of this darknessO Unaware, place no spot on ivyGo and find advice if you want to become a lover of divinity,
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