the right person

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- The Certainty of Fate

If they were really the right person,
They would not become the wrong one.
Two hearts, entwined like roots in soil,
Would never crumble, never spoil.

In every storm, they'd hold the line,
Defy the pull of fleeting time.
For love, when true, can never stray,
It shines through night, it guides the day.

A love that's right does not unravel,
It weathers winds, it dares to travel.
No seasons turn it cold or weak,
If they were right, then they would speak.

But silence falls, and shadows creep,
Their promises, too soft to keep.
For if they were the right embrace,
They would not leave this empty space.

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