With you opened is a new doorevery moment away a shade poorin remembrance and in fact, drowningthere is no airy sustenance, again i am drowningwhy write for such sweet sorrowis it cause of cupids love struck arrowsurely i am struck, but nay tis for its namelove and Amanda, one in the samewith whom but a day apartwrithes with melancholy this besotted heartif without is there anything pleasant to seenay, not for me
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