A double life
You’ll be chased, as a rule, by a strife.
Don’t touch a sleeping rat,
As curiosity killed the cat.
One can’t love and be wise,
You don’t want to realise.
Absence makes the heart grow fonder,
You could use this time to ponder.
You make my breath away,
And love will find a way.
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