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It's what this rant by the whiny moron Romeo on the two-faced nature of love is filled with.
Why, then, O brawling love! O loving hate!
O any thing, of nothing first create!
O heavy lightness! serious vanity!
Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire,
sick health!
What are oxymorons?