We are all fools, inspired by foolish things. We would sacrifice ourselves for one kiss, and betray one another over a touch. It is this lunacy that we call love, a war between passion and logic, which boils our tepid hearts. Yet through it all we write our poems and our songs in praise of a masochistic tyrant, we offer prayers and alms so we may
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