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Ha-ha. I’m tired, I’m wasted, I love you darling.

To love: a conjugation devoutly to be wished A pattern which, when sober, can't be missed: I love - he loves

As day slips her fingers under the blinds It trips, without pause, down from the mind: you love - we love

In chilly cathedral 'fore stoney-faced priest Surrounded by people (who're here for the feast) you love - they love

Any fool can love with a clear head; with a night's sleep; with a straight face

But drunk, and foolish, and tired am I and I fumble the form: I love you - fuck he loves you almost love me nailed it