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To feel Love as a disease,
When all is dead, and yet, exists:
Holding the very heart of you,
With no remedy, —nothing to do!
For years now, I've been possessed,
By its sweetness: —I'm depressed!
Caught in a web, in this addiction:
Enslaved too long in its affliction!
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