You may leave; you may go
For in my depth of heart I well know
No one is worth possessing
No one who is quite possessed in false addressing
Luckily I remember that on my sobbing heart
You young angry dear; I was bewitched by you until depart
This is the truth; this is life hard and precious stone
I shall keep it long; for my life will keep going on
And in hard times of solitude I let this truth hide my tear
Hold it like a crystal when I am alone and out of cheer
And gaze in the depths of the icy stone; I will be blessed.
Without you; you are not worth being possessed
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