The bride can not now have her groom
The groom can not now have is bride
Alone each spouse must now reside
Roses never again to bloom
Whose corpse will first enter the tomb?
Of their love no echo remains
Of sweet fair joy or tortured banes.
If they should meet again somewhere
Will either know? Will either Care?
Unknown of maidens and of swains
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This reminds me of how hard it is to date these days. 😅 How do you meet people when everything is either cancelled or virtual??
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Yes this problem applies to, and destroys, all parts of people’s lives.
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