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Do you love me? Do you do?
Tell me my darling, tell me the truth. Don't keep me guessing and wrecking my brain this riddle my darling, please make plain. I'm tried of playing this guessing game, when you hold the answer - my heart is inflamed. My heart is inflamed with the fire of love for you my darling, my sweet precious dove. Do you love me? Do you do? Tell me my darling, tell me the truth. Don't keep me guessing and wondering in vain, would you my darling this riddle make plain.?
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