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Task any you… from hither to dither to Argue; if ever they charge you to ask Above; if you hear any say, who Woo I as any meiny soulful pulse of love; I shall not lie—when you tell anyone whom Entomb I; whether I lose touch or have lost mind, My bleeding heart will still point to: you!
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