Verily I say unto thee,
Thy diamonds are naught but dust
Verily I say unto thee,
It may yet all turn out good
Verily I say unto thee,
That all paths lead to me
O! My love is great
Who will come to claim it?
Must I choose but one?
How is this just?
Can there not be a sharing and an openness?
I sigh in ecstacy, and sip my wine
The journey is not yet begun
But it is full of gleaming promise

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