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I must go walk the woods so wild
and wander here and there
in dread and deadly fear
for where I trusted I am beguiled
and all for one
thus am I banished from by bliss
by craft and false pretense
fautless without offense
as of return no certain is
and all for fear
fear of one
the running streams shall be my drink
acorns shall be my food
nothing may do me good
but when of your beauty I do think
and all for love
love of one
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