A. 317. The Request
mersiowsky
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10-5-2014 at 11:08 PM
(From: Sulschwiz)
Translated by Ed Bernthal
She ran to him quickly
And said to him tenderly:
You, whom I love so dearly,
Don’t leave me, my boy!
I was born so young,
And much about me is lost.
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