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Dear, Mr.Forever Ever
For worst and For better For in sickness and in health What happens when You come to and end Who will help my heart mend Two hearts conjoined into one I'm fed up and I'm done It withered and fell apart And I now have half a heart You should be called Mr.Forever Is Never
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