A wounded bird, that hath but one imperfect wing to soar upon. Love and desire are the spirit's wings to great deeds. To love her was a liberal education. What have I done? What horrid crime committed? Wounds of fire are hard to bear; harder still are those of love. Love is always bestowed as a gift - freely, willingly and without expectation.
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