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We won't live forever,
Enchanted lovers like us never do.

our love may be forever,
echoing long after were gone,
resonating throughout time.

There may be songs written and stories told,
about our passion and our love.
but we will go.
All mortals do.
As for who will leave first,
I don't want to know.
and although I know it will nearly destroy you,
I hope I leave first.
This is the single place I cannot bear to place you ahead of me,
because I can imagine a world without you.
That is the definition of my own personal hell.
Living on without you is a fate I don't even want to consider.
but don't fret my sweet,
It won't be long you're only mortal.

So whenever you're sad
or remember my smile,
be patient,
every body dies.

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