Do not believe, my dearest, when I say That I no longer love you. When the tide ebbs do not believe the sea - It will return anew. Already I long for you, and passion fills me, I yield my freedom thus to you once more. Already the waves return with shouts and glee To fill again that same belovèd shore.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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