Oh! My thread is back from the dead! I'll have to think of something...
All right...
Arwen: "Return my wuv, a wonging burns deep inside me."
Aragorn: "Return my love, I want you always beside me."
Arwen: "Wuv wike ours must be—"
Aragorn: "—Made for you and for me."
Both: "Return, won't you return my love, for my love is yours!"
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All shall be rather fond of me and suffer from mild depression.
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