You on a slave block
And the unreal bought
You.
Now I keep coming to your owner
Saying,
"This one is mine."
You often overhear us talking
And this can make your heart leap
With excitement.
Don't worry,
I will not let sadness
Possess you.
I will gladly borrow all the gold
I need
To get you
Back.
[Hafiz, 'This One Is Mine']
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