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I loved Thou... Yet the love, may be,
Have died out in my soul not all,
But I decided not to worry Thee,
I want to sadden Thee with nothing.
I loved Thou soundlessly, hopelessly,
I was parched some time with the timidity,
Some time with the jealousy,
I love Thou so unaffectedly, so gently,
How God do give for Thou to be loved by another.