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Sad
why are you sad?
no, don't be sad don't be sad
please, my friend,
it's all good
let me hug you
it'll be me and you
you'll feel the pang in my chest each time i say i love you
it's true, it's true
convulsions will overtake,
i'll begin to trepidate
as I state the phrase,
i love you
and i cannot help it
i just loathe you
ssss
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