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At the gates of the saint's monastery
Standing begging for alms
The poor man is withered, barely alive
From hunger, thirst and suffering.
He only asked for a piece of bread,
And the gaze revealed living torment,
And someone laid a stone
Into his outstretched hand.
So I prayed for your love
With bitter tears, with longing;
So my best feelings
Deceived forever by you!
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