Honey, aren't we like the river banks?
Close yet so far away.
Our love's just like the flowing river
But if we get together, wouldn't that love go away?
The doubts resemble that scorching sun, drying the water out
But the realization after the fights brings in the rain clouds
And when we find our worth in those florae and fauna
Even though getting together seems hard, we have our magical aurora
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