
I could never stop thinking that maybe she
I could never stop thinking that maybe she loved mysteries so much that she became one.
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Where are you
"Where are you? Here
What time is it? Now
Who are you? this moment"

My only love sprung from my only hate
My only love sprung from my only hate!
Too early seen unknown, and known too late!
Prodigious birth of love it is to me
That I must love a loathèd enemy.
Stop
Stop, go back and kiss me.
(Pare, volte e me beije.)