You're a wanderer sheltered in my home for rain,
And occupied my home as a colonizer;
I was never lonely nor languishing in pain,
I accepted you, yet, as my enterpriser…
Your beauty of fading flowers, I don't desire,
Nor your youthfulness, that like a squirrel, restless;
Fidelity, like the palm tree, must be higher,
And should shine, as the...
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