Oh, Elizabeth," he murmured, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on her mouth, "I love you so … - Julia Quinn

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I do think there's a great deal of politics mixed in rap. Their reference to the real world is much better than most, particularly a lot of women who seem like all they do is sing about love. Love is such a fleeting emotion. It's such a small part of the things you do in your life. I don't understand why that's all they concentrate on, except that that's what they're encouraged to do, because if you keep thinking about love, you'll be less of a challenge. I like that about rap. It's got power to it.

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Oh, Elizabeth," he murmured, leaning down to press a gentle kiss on her mouth, "I love you so much. You must believe me. " "I believe you," she said softly, "because in your eyes, I see what I feel in my heart.

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