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Unformatted text preview: shedding for the fool me. How shellfish of me! I do not know what to do, dear lord. O think’st thou we shall ever meet again Romeo? Where is he? And how doth he? Take me and let’s runaway together then Romeo because my heart skip a beat every time I heard any bad news coming from you. Let me recover my tired heart by having you lay beside me every time the dawn is rising. I could not possibly care less if my life is full of sin to my parents if as long as I have you, my darling Romeo. Ooh… how could my mind replete with such hideous ideas? Has my mind gone crazy by now since I miss of my Romeo too much? I’ll to the Friar Lawrence to know his remedy of my troublesome heart....
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This document was uploaded on 11/04/2011 for the course ENGLISH EL 102 at Montgomery.
- Fall '11