ii love you but ii hate you for ii do
not know where ii stand with you.
is it true I'm in love or love is in me
do you love me??...coz I'm doubting.
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Split the Lark—and you'll find the Music—
Bulb after Bulb, in Silver rolled—
Scantilly dealt to the Summer Morning
Saved for your Ear when Lutes be old.