How many times have we been told
that we make a perfect team?
How many times have we been told
that together we are unstoppable?
How many times have we been paired,
because we are so alike?
How many times have we been separated
because otherwise we'd takeover?
How many times are our minds so in tune,
that we finish off the others thoughts?
How many times have we both secretly,
felt the desire to hold eachother?
How many times have these thoughts,
ran through your head too?
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