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A Doll I love

Mightier was my pen
      To embrace my youth so young;
The days I nurtured for a while
       That sings a song just like a bride;


On that tiny repercussion of wind
         Sitting ajar on the tree so trim;
Beyond what soothsayers says
         The bird was I so beautiful in being gay;


Enormous layers of truth said so long
          For one to dance and sing a song;
Will not the power rise to win
         In the land of tsars of all like men against sin;

When I won you I were too small
       Oh! my precious lovely doll;
Now I see you with my growing mind
       To penetrate sand with outwitting strength of being sane;

Where does one's clasp of time yield
       To bind farewell of all unwind;
During the tenure of losing hopes of life
       Like a clinging man in threads of life;

Gone my strength beyond age dispair
         In holiness to keep sane to eyes of tear;
The weaknesses all gone for a while
       Now the soul singing for a brighter side.

Do you knell on God's pair of legs
         Or do you sob on pasts death of love;
You think what you do is right
       For the heavens wishing you the rightier might

Like a star in brightest sky I would lie
      I would lose my doll in the sparkling light like knights of rights;
I would bid you farewell on the quieter side
         For you may become cleansed of man's pride;

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