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~Why should wee nott loves purblind charmes resist? Must wee be servile, doing what hee list? Noe, seeke some hoste to harbour thee: I fly Thy babish tricks and freedome do profess. Butt O, my hurt makes my lost hart confess: I love, and must: so farewell liberty.
~Time remains tomorrow, when we've used today, it will take the sorrow, and wash it all away. Love can play a new tune, on this carousel, it may be tomorrow, but only time will tell. |