Jay Bradley

Rookie (Eschenbach in der Oberpfalz)

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As I descend to dungeons, I am uplifted,
Though pain I feel surreal, my sound soul need not conceal,
No thirst there to bind me, no need for hearth and meal,
No guilt to hide, just the songs I've been so gifted;

Lo t'is the master's keep, she strains our eyes from sleep,
Her kiss steals the day, rise in passion rise in blame,
Though she whips our spirits, her hand a torrent flame,
My mind absolved from sin, my eyes they never weep;

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