Forgive me, Mother,
For I have sinned.
I let my true love
Be taken by the wind.
Yes, my child, your crime is grave, indeed.
For my best gift is love to those in need.
And for this reason, your punishment shall be
Bitterness of regret, your love be lost for eternity.
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