Love hate love
b"Love Hate Love\\n \\nlove, you twisting beast;\\nI thought we were related,\\n \\nbut you're such a slippery devil\\nwith much too much cunning...\\n \\nalthough, I surmise, we were forced\\nin our first meeting, with unkindness,\\n\\u3000\\nbut I have a sneaking feeling, that in due time\\nwe can become acquainted corretly - and it'll last\\n\\nbecause though we've rammed our heads before, in the past, we're never really done\\nas there's no living without the slightest shimmer of hope - besides hate's far too haughty"