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Tell me why

So why should I succumb to fires

Of long summer days and hot desires

On what cool cave shall I depend?

To which cold fountain shall I bend.

Instead I look to ease the pain

That remedies cannot contain

The moisture of my tears confessed

So helpless in her frozen breast.

Tell me why

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