may i ask the poets on here for help, i seem to be stuck here... can i get some help?

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A lark had sung a tune of hearts,
as i was walking 'round a stranded route,
And thinking of a way to one I admire,
I could see nothing but a labyrinth to her.
the lark that sang her tune so true,
Had seemed to know my deepest secret
 
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