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Trusting and burning,twisting and turning,
guarding my desolate soul.
I was struck by a favor,
so delicate the waiver,
of personal sovereignty lost.
My mind and my oath,
bestillen the moat,
which sullenly mocks my sorrow.
Eternal my pain,
this heavenly pain,
never to be reset.
For the delicate waiver,
bestruck by the favor,
leaves me in your debt.