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Here I reap barley, corn and wheat |
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In this field dark and bleak |
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Eros holds the keys I seek |
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Psyche's tasks to complete |
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I loved him blindly |
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Never saw his face by day |
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I loved him nightly |
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Aphrodite |
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From my lips Venus fountains drip |
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Bittersweetness |
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Eden howls behind garden walls |
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Reed pipes for wantoness |
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I held the lamp |
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Suspicion beheld me his face |
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I held the lamp |
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My lover flew away |
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I loved him blindly |
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Never saw his face by day |
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I loved him nightly |
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Aphrodite |
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In the shadows of passion's throws |
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Love's harvest seemed so cruel |
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Black rivers cross beauty's domain |
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Mortal world you begin to fade |
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I loved him blindly |
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Never saw his face by day |
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I loved him nightly |
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My lover flew away |
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I loved him blindly |
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Never saw his face by day |
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I loved him nightly |
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Aphrodite |
