As you are my liking I can not remain far
Causing me weep you went away - but where
Searching light I went to long distant city - unknown
I returned but amidst several beams missed my own
You chase behind the golden dear for nothing
But who seems outsider, behind you he is chasing
Could deception take place in true love? No, never
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