You had held dear;
Why, do tell please...
When to me You did not yield;
When You weren't moved by my tears.
I have kept bedecked my home,
And I've ignored both friend and foe.
Crying I've been struck by sorrow,
But the night did vanish.
Finally the flower molted;
Tears mingled with the wind.
Grief adrift on firmament,
It was defeated.
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They get lost when the target stays unresponsive.
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