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Thou hast no human soul, O flower!
Thou heedest not if I am near;
But I may come at any hour
And take thy beauty without fear.

Thou hast no human smile to bless,
And not with tears thine eyes are wet;
But I may love thee and caress,
Without reproach, without regret.
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