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Never try to seek thy love, Love that never found can be; With the murmur lyric both sing Slightly, iteraly. I found my love, I found my love, I found her all at once, Thrilling, hot, with fierily desires. Oh! she tored me apart! Soon as she is crying on me, A melody flowed out, Slightly, iteraly: It conciliated her with a breathe. -- ※ 發信站: 批踢踢實業坊(ptt.cc) ◆ From: 219.70.181.104