We should talk about this problem. There is a beautiful creature living in a hole you have dug. So at night I set fruit and grains and little pots of wine and milk beside your soft earthen mounds. And I often sing. But still, my dear, you do not come out. I have fallen in love with Someone who hides inside you. We should talk about this problem – otherwise, I will never leave you alone.

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