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You'll be the music, I'll be the words.

I'll whisper tales of the moon and stars.

Your symphony will tow listeners to our realm, 

where our hearts collide, a haven surreal.

Unbeknownst to melancholy haunting the way afar,

Our souls entwine against the menace of bars.

Let us warble a ballad of devotion and tragedy,

Our combination would spark like scented spring cherries

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A/N: I am back after a long hold! Sorry for the sudden blackout