| http://www.w3.org/ns/prov#value | - Love is blind, and you my friend, are a bat.Sworn to leave, and never returnOnly to come crawling back for moreBlind to the flaws in each otherIt almost seems kind of perfect that wayAll the heartache forgotten,Falling head-over-heels againSometimes I wonder how it feelsTo love blindly,Hate strongly,And meanwhile, I stay backWondering how to hnadle sheer beautiful idiocy
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