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    YOU'RE MY ROMEO
    I'M YOUR JULIET
    THE THINGS WE SHARE
    I'LL NEVER FORGET
    IF ANYONE TRIED TO GET IN OUR WAY
    WIT THE QUICKNESS I'D KNOW
    I'D PUSH EM AWAY
    IF HE SHOULD EVER LEAVE ME
    WHAT SHALL I DO
    CAUSE NOTHING COULD COME BETWEEN US TWO
    ON BENDED KNEE IS WHERE I'LL BE
    IF MY SWEET BABY LETS GO OF ME

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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