not a thing I'd hold back to myself.
not a single grace.
I sacrifice everything to your face.
At the postponed dawn,
rooster crows through fog.
like a dog,
I obtain the praise
for loyalty.
bless me at one sight,
let me get inside.
here are my love and light
as a pledge.
for I have no might
to get afar from you,
o sage.
sacrifice
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