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O! Lady I am your foolish will’s errand.
I follow you as a dog follows his nose,
Beat me with lash my faults to mend,
I kiss you when my beloved goes.
Your love controls my heart like blood,
My poor heart moves as you command:
I am a handmade puppet fall with a thud,
But my true love is without any demand.
O love with your love my mind is sharp,
Because in the Universe love conquers all
After my traitor ladylove how I am carp!
The ego-full lovers always go to the wall.
See a looking glass O Rose I say you cute,
Making you immortal my verses contribute.
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