Answer:
Love is a breach in the walls, a broken gate, Where that comes in that shall not go again; Love sells the proud heart's citadel to Fate. They have known shame, who love unloved. Even then, When two mouths, thirsty each for each, find slaking, And agony's forgot, and hushed the crying.
Explanation:
The corrcet answer would be relational.
By giving a speech in an American University, in April 1965.
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