No Ease
I will not think of you too much,
Lest I become as a king of olden hell,
Surrounded by a ring of flame.
And it is a trouble to you,
And no ease to me.
For if I thought of you too much,
I should fall through space
And there would be no world for me at all.
And I can still go about the world
As patient as a beggar with one arm,
As valiant as a crab with one quick claw —
If I do not think of you too much.
Lest I become as a king of olden hell,
Surrounded by a ring of flame.
And it is a trouble to you,
And no ease to me.
For if I thought of you too much,
I should fall through space
And there would be no world for me at all.
And I can still go about the world
As patient as a beggar with one arm,
As valiant as a crab with one quick claw —
If I do not think of you too much.
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