The Lovers

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2 peas in a pod, cooked in a pot,

2 lovers on the bed, cold and dead,

 When Romeo met Juliet

A love flowered,

which they said was fate,

A fatal attraction which rendered them both soon dead.

 One comes alone, one departs the same,

Lovers who die together

Will be reborn as butterflies in the cemetery of monuments,

Happily ever after.

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