One who speaks from the heart and his folly,
Is one who conquers the old hearts and their acidity.
The wand abuses no other man than the one kingly,
For I see and abruptly watch the majesty absolutely.
The heart then speaks to its august ruler and authority,
Wonders have combined, for those who ponder with surety.
His time has instilled beauty and marvelous food,
They convince the crudest of the continuing about a feud.
This feud has emptied into the sea of heaven,
One sea is an ocean too strong and small in action.
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