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One was a giver the other a keeper,

Though they knew that they did not belong to each other;

But love is blind as they say,
No gender does it believe but showers endless affection.
Their love was gentle but was name 'indecent'.

Times had changed though minds had not.
Not long was their story till both their breath's had to fall.

Their infant story failed to live through the years like those of romance.
But there promises and love still alive.

People shall never remember; for it was a love that never dared to speak its name.
 

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