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I’m sorry, my dear. I know it may hurt, my dear. Oh, but I must, my dear divorce this dead love, my dear. I feel quite cold now that I know all your features, all your charms just as if they were my own. I feel quite bored now that we’ve shared every secret, every thought, every fear and every fault. I’m divorcing my dear only for you, my dear so you can become my dear just like my old dear, dear. I feel quite cold now that I know all your features, all your charms just as if they were my own. I feel quite bored now that we’ve shared every secret, every thought, every fear and every fault.