Lest not to drown
Into an inch of grief oh my heart
here I am training you to joy!
Every day I am training you,
in order to (sun glitter) rejoice!
In order for the (dew of the rose / home /
Lover / friend / city /river and the sea..)
rejoice!
Every day I am training you,
So why my back's bow, from the grief
Oh my small heart?
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