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Unformatted text preview: I love thee with a love I seemed to lose With my lost saints, -- I love thee with the breath, Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose, I shall but love thee better after death. I like this poem because it puts me in a good but sad kind of mood where I don’t really know how I feel. This poem also reminds me off my mom and dad because they love each other so much. The person who wrote this must have been in love a lot because the poem sounds so good....
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- Spring '11