Lets write till the end, till all the ink runs dry
I'll be the pen and you be the paper,
the needle and the thread, what I sow, you reap and glow
Let you be the cup and I'll pour you the drink
It's wine of life and love, let me tell you,
it might be the end...
...But we'll begin again, and renew these vow
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