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O do not Love too Long
| Sweetheart, do not love too long: | | I loved long and long, | | And grew to be out of fashion | | Like an old song. | | | | | | All through the years of our youth | | Neither could have known | | Their own thought from the other’s, | | We
were so much at one. | | | | | | But O, in a minute she changed— | | O do not love too long, | | Or you will grow out
of fashion | | Like an old song. |
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By PanEris
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