Eternal

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We two lie,
just you and I,
right beneath this tree.

Underground,
There is no sound,
From lingers of love 'tween you and me.

Our hearts stopped beating long ago though still I recall the pound,
And though the years fly by our hearts are forever bound,

And love this is true,
there is nothing I would rather do,
Than lie here spending an eternity with you.

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