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A Pal Is One That Is Aware You While You Are, Understands Where You Have Already Been, Accepts Whatever You Are Becoming, And Continue To, Carefully Means That You Can Develop.

Love Is A Spirit All Compact Of Fire.

Farewell, Fair Cruelty.

I Do Not Hate A Proud Man, As I Do Hate The Engendering Of Toads.

She Moves Me Not, Or Not Removes At Least Affection's Edge In Me.