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Jun 2018
Dearest friend,
Telleth me what troubles thy heart
Your anguish is apparent to me
She deceives you and convinces you to hide
Dearest friend,
Your secret cry rattles me
My chest sings in agony of being on your outside
Dearest friend,
I may not be able to resolve your qualms
But I know our Lord will.
Dearest friend, I pray thee allowest me in.
Lingua Franca
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