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Grieve you will Love you shall, Hate you wish not Anger will come Fiercely they try to separate from each other In life they succeed and do as they please Though death brings them together In the end of nature's creation Love you shall when yours faithful lives Grieve you will when their grave you must dig Hate you wish not when you bury their corpse Anger will come when you are done Life keeps them at bay, away from you they stay But in the end when mistress of doom And master of death come for your friend They give thee comfort in thy misery