White: Ke2
I awoke as I wandered down night-darkened hall,
The placid moon my only guide,
My body was heeding my spirit's sad call
And rose up to search for my bride.
"Ah, Brother Ass, you pathetic old fool!
To you she's no longer betrothed,
But dwells in God's crown as a newly-placed jewel,
In splendour and radiance clothed."
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