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Upon The Quality Of Love
Romeo Romeo - where for art thou Romeo?
Speak that I should hear your voice, rejoice
that deafened ear should hear you call my name…
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The quality of love is not defined,
yet trippeth from the tongue with gentle ease,
to each and every one of us a meaning
as fickle as the feather on a breeze
Speak not to me, I pray, of star crossed lovers...
Thursday 11th February 2010 2:19 pm
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