Damsel

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       Man who depends on rate

Has a desperate heart yearning for love

For he is in love

For soon it will annihilate

Into distinct fate

From all mighty hills to dim light

, thee Damsel is kryptonite

Must I ask for such endurance

Or shall I blame it on the perception

Of lustful expectations

Thou must have an incentive to leave

And flee all your filthy sins

Thine never had my golden complexion skin

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