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[30 Oct 2005|05:25pm] |
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It's Over - Lisa Loeb |
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I love thee with a passion put to use In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
THOSE are the lines I've been trying to remember for three days. I knew something came between "I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise" and "I love thee with a love I seemed to lose with my lost saints."
Yay, sonnets.
( For the curious, the full text... )
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