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O thou, whose power is supreme, I beg!
Render me into a straying dog, because it's free.
O little one, I will deliver you on track
And gritstone rend to dust the puny soul of thee.
But pray, when have I begged for fray?
Each step – I resonate with void, with fate I gamble.
What, have you seen canine astray and spared decay?
Look at thyself and pray, is this not ramble?
O thou, whose might is universal, condescend!
Grow wings on me and let me fly away.
Oh dear, if this is how I act for you to mend
I'm glad I turn you into and let thee die as prey!
Again! You mock me! But can't a little fly escape?
For is not sky devoid of rocks to tear my being?
And will you be the one to send the fowls away?
And do not think you ain't the only rock you need!
O thou, whose wisdom is complete, I plead!
Where lays the easy lane to river Styx?
In deeds so easy, you bother me to take the lead?
The ferry stands where doth you knife, no tricks.
You brute, what strength I have to cut my neck?
Do not the hands move only on my own accord?
Indeed, indeed... Maybe you just try to crack?
Jump down headfirst, will be a fun record!
O thou, your sneer unbound, don't yelp!
I little ask of you, reduce me to a mad!
My sweet, for that you're in no need of help
But glance at mirror, do reflections end?
If I were mad, no void I'd see, but meadow!
Is it so hard for you to spare me the wreck?
The void is yours. But answering you howl
Depends on who you are and whom you beg!
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