trying a different style =]
Thou hast my love and I desire thine. Dost thou know or knowing, care? I keep the nymph's lonely station. But my impatience grows savage. If thou carest not, my love the stars will keep their motion flowers will still need water I will learn stillness the feeling will rust
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