Simplicity has come to my doorstep.
She knocks with tender fist and beckons me near to her side.
She has the voice of a beautiful woman.
Her touch is all consuming.
And her means are all of the most gentle.
O simplicity why do you come now?
What shall you have me do?
O simplicity you fickle whore, give me answers of clarity.
Leave me not here in this desert place.
Father, is she my courtship as of now?
If this be her, let my hands and feet work to pursue.
Simplicity will be my lover.
Simplicity has come to my doorstep, and I am answering.
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