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My Romeo is gone, banished from this
Land, to the city of Mantua. I
Lay thinking back to our very first kiss,
How good it felt being so close to my
Sweet Romeo. Him holding me made me
Feel like a small cuddly teddy bear and
Like a rose so carefully held by thee.
How I will savor the touch by the hand.
Now that Romeo is gone and I am
Now set to marry the county Paris,
I am cold, and alone, now close thy sham
I will to live no longer, but darest
Am I to take my life with my own hands
Will the guilt of my death join our two clans.
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