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Oh, life is a glorious cycle of song, A medley of extemporanea And love is a thing that can never go wrong And I am Marie of Roumania.
The sweeter the apple, the blacker the core. Scratch a lover and find a foe
Hell's afloat in lover's tears.
Love is like quicksilver in the hand. Leave the fingers open and it stays. Clutch it, and it darts away.