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When love is not
madness, it is not love
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Oh, if it be to choose and
call thee mine, love, thou art every day my Valentine |
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Trip over love, you can get
up. Fall in love and you fall forever |
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We loved with a love that
was more than love |
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Love,
and a cough, cannot be hid |
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