Alchemy loved

Alchemy loved
Someone explores the ore of the love more deeply than I, say his happy core is hidden among them; I love, has got, has said too, but even if I love it until old, get old, say until old, I can not find that hidden one either wonderfully; Ah, this is all false medicines that people sold; No chemist can produce elixir of life, in boast his medicine pot without restraint, in fact he only happens accidentally bubbles produce medicine with pungent a certain smell; The lovers are the same, dream of the Sukhavati, that was got is but only a strict and cold night of summer. Should we pay our undertaking fame and prestige, comfortable and quiet for such hollow visionary hope? This is not an end loved, if my servant The equal happiness with me, so long as he can Is it mocked that the one that stand the bridegroom's play is very brief? The pitiful creature in that love swears and says that fairy maiden of his has noble and unsullied soul, stubbornly insist it is not the soul that is combined, this means swearing and saying: He has heard in the vulgar and hoarse song celestial being is happy. Don't look for soul is vertical to have the intersection of tenderness and honeyed purpose, vertical to have intelligence, they are mummies of the magic early too on woman.

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