Letters to Juliet prt. 1

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By Firemuffin

My dearest love Nights are cold Days grow long As I pace myself day by day I hear them say That may shall never come But to that I shalt say no For in may as cold it be I shall go And never forget what I mustn't let go. To which one light fades Another grows Until I have you I shall never grow old.

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