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O dear beloved!
Why do you insist on wearing me out?
Fear God, o Dear: you are my eyes and my heart.
I never wronged you, so why did you sell me to my foes?
You know very well the fire burning inside me.
You are more precious than my own soul,
so why are you torturing me?
Your love is a balm to my wounds and your contentment heals my sorrow...

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