| Through thy partition
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| I saw an apparition
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| A body that previously had been changed
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| She came in so sweetly
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| And needly she greeted me
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| She said, «Thine are mine to be arranged»
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| I wrestled in my despair
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| To escape the fate I felt there
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| That the ghost, my host could not restrain
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| The spirit grew quicker
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| My body grew sicker
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| And the spirit repeated her refrain
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| Thine are mine to be arranged,
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| She said, «Are you seeking rescue?
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| Oh, first I must test you
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| And violently caress you as you change
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| It was me who gave you meaning
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| Before your heart was beating
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| And my body was bleeding to display
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| In the second stage
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| When I poured out my love and rage
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| Then you will see that all your seething is in vain
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| You can resist no longer
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| For I am ever stronger
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| In my patience, I am repeating my refrain
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| Thine are mine to be arranged
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| You are mine, and you will be changed
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| You are mine
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| And my design,
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| Ohh, my disdain- of my life
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| Thine- are mine
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| In divine, and in profane
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| Share- my fate
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| Shine a light right into space
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| You- are mine
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| My design, my disdain
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| Thine are mine to be arranged |