The instructor,
In front of me and in front of you!
But this is the testimony of your muse,
For the rains came in and washed your items away.
Read by all for all and,
Seen by all! !
And like a voice in the wilderness!
But revealed in the bosom is your sweet muse,
And like the testimony of your love in the land of joy!
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