"The first time I went crazy over you,
I had put you aside and preserved you,
and wandered around, to know and prove,
how much really effect you had on me...And
I experimented and forced myself to think,
you are nothing... But then, I see your
face, and voice, in every man I meet. It
went on and on...It grew on me, except...it
was not you there with me."
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