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an armadillo falling in love with an ant; evidently a tragedy in the making.                       A nightingale                       getting enamored                       by a crow;                       certainly is                       a comedy                       in perfect proportions. an elephant trampling the tropical jungles, falling head over heels for a blue whale, even if for a while is an adventure perilous                          he and she                            falling in love                          without rhyme or reason                          propelled by a heavy dose of passion                          is love at first sight, the height                          it is thought, of a romantic liaison! but tragedy and comedy with all probabilities of incompatibility lurk in human minds till it strikes with out any signal of warning, if the two, supposedly madly in love are not certain, of the reasons, of the love that struck them, and swept off the feet, in the inebriating love season
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Nov 17, 2011
Nov 17, 2011 at 11:49 AM UTC
see the reason , don't be swayed by the season
an armadillo falling in love with an ant; evidently a tragedy in the making.                       A nightingale                       getting enamored                       by a crow;                       certainly is                       a comedy                       in perfect proportions. an elephant trampling the tropical jungles, falling head over heels for a blue whale, even if for a while is an adventure perilous                          he and she                            falling in love                          without rhyme or reason                          propelled by a heavy dose of passion                          is love at first sight, the height                          it is thought, of a romantic liaison! but tragedy and comedy with all probabilities of incompatibility lurk in human minds till it strikes with out any signal of warning, if the two, supposedly madly in love are not certain, of the reasons, of the love that struck them, and swept off the feet, in the inebriating love season
k-balachandran
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Nov 17, 2011
Nov 17, 2011 at 11:49 AM UTC
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