Stars
My heart aches
I can not think of purchasing Stars.
I'm happy with the Gifts
my Godfather has poured on me
from 'he fathomless depth of His treasures.
I want to commit mistakes
to enable Experience teach;
I am satisfied with me
and no need to seek for it
in vain elsewhere.
I can not rest from travel!
I well gathered all those Stars
even before my birth -
this birth of bitter agony!
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