I have come to this path; on

Your released tresses I walk

Bearing a cross in my heart

My scents disappear

Once more I live

For you.

For you

I would walk on this

Path. Tales harden me

Not; nor waters soften

Me. Let me see to your pains

Through a mirror no more mine.

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