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| '' No one dreams that love can dwindle when there seems no trace of doubt. Once it wanes, you can't rekindle flames of ardour dying out. All so sudden, unexpected, passion dies when love has fled. Worse than death is love rejected, like dampened flames, my soul is dead.'' |
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