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"what's here? a cup, clased in my true love's hand? poison, i see hath been his timeless end."

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But I shale apologize a thousand times more because thou did not mean to murder. I love thee, with all thy heart. The pain thy caused to thee felt no more then a dagger pierced thous hear. I shale not know what grievance. Twas an un-humorous act that made thou feel like this? I love thee, thee forgave, but thou, whose view still muffled, without eyes the last memory thou remembers is thous death, and whom murdered.




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