Love. A blip on the monitor of involuntary human response. A hiccup of an emotion when compared with envy, hatred, lust. And just who was this St. Valentine? A bishop, Roman, third century, got his head sliced off-- ouch-- for marrying lovers against his emperor's decree. You see Claudius II believed men made better warriors unmarried. Power comes with the absence of love. Love drains us of our strength. We never learn, do we? And you say that love conquers all? Well not for you, St. Valentine, not for me. Not for any of the heartbroken.
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