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Love is noble, love is generous,
It is romantic, it is brave.
It is neat, it is clear,
It is pure and it allures,
All the young, all the old,
Yet is has its drawbacks too,
It is tyrannical in its nature,
And it cannot forebear,
Come what may, any other lover,
Any other rival, as it is,
The sole ruler of the hearts.
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