could
i duties
leave
voice
were not
noisy
speed
away to a
quiet
dream
retreat
alone
curse
selfish
dream
truth
i belong
to all
least
i belong
to one
apart
from one
being
a time
in time i
spare
i will
tarry on
there
enjoy
a refuge
sweet
and so
return a
fresh
whole
servant
ready
for my
service
again
fit to
carry on
my aim
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