Your ought of it a long time ago

Want you to know
Am glad that you are happy
But hope you continue well in your life
Were it not for such as you always should interfere
For it would surely be a pity for you to hear it
But every time I invite you so I know
The sight of you is that you own everything
Not even man makes itself heard
And what you call love is just a sin
I don’t know

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