Upon You foremost I had mused
Over my life's duration.
And so, on my light's account,
You broke a stone-prison.
If at any time inquires anyone:
Please tell me who is Your love,
I'll reply to him: "Pardon me,
He smiles on every star."
Please accept obeisance, oh my Sweetheart,
Many, many times, in the millions.
Precious Gem of my dark home,
For a brief instant You'd been stone-housed;
Today that stone hard to cross is cut out;
This makes known: He does not get lost!
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The prison break You planned was mine.
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