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Love is like a red, red rose
that never dies or grows old.

Death is like a creeping plauge
that sneaks around with cunning edge.

Yet one is two and two is one,
and death and love are all but none.

They create and destroy th bonds of others,
and all we have is one another.

Death can kill with grace and ease,
but Love can leave with peace.





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