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After all, my erstwhile dear,My no longer cherished,Need we say it was not love,Just because it perished?

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I know I am but summer to your heart,And not the full four seasons of the year;And you must welcome from another partSuch noble moods as are not mine,...more

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'Tis not love's going hurts my days but that it went in little ways.

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I, being born a woman and distressedBy all the needs and notions of my kind,Am urged by your propinquity to findYour person fair, and feel a certain z...more

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They say when you are missing someone that they are probably feeling the same, but I don't think it's possible for you to miss me as much as I'm missi...more

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What lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,I have forgotten, and what arms have lainUnder my head till morning, but the rainIs full of ghosts t...more

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After all my erstwhile dear my no longer cherished need we say it was no love just because it perished?