.Your convent-cloistered, cluttered mind
[calls] out for me but I'm behind
You cannot see into your room
Whose perfumed depths sing songs of doom
But I am cold and cannot see
A way out of this mystery
Wild horses couldn't change your mind
Or help you up and let y.
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