Task: Text Categorization
Input (English): be it true what they say that love be blind that fault matter less than a blade of grass that true beauty come from the heart not mind surely this beauty nothing can surpass common sense be lose without one care all my trouble and worry disappear because with you all burden i can bear and leave you be everything i fear all comment and advice be toss aside everything i think i knew mean nothing all my dream have me stand by your side face our clouded future wonder in the hope that we will grow old some day yet our love as fresh a the bud of may
Output (English): high