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The soul is also getting rougher

If it's too often being beaten

And filled with bitterness and pain.

Every new blow makes it tougher-

And there's no point to be pesistent

Today in wounding mine again.

If you aim to impute sins to it

Or to denounce it like an evil

To its foundations full of guilt.

It will be useless, you will see it,

To make my tears stream like river

You once at least show a good- will.

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