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bittersweet

Inevitably, Pain and Love are banded...

Inevitably, Pain and Love are banded,
A marriage made along the aisles of strife;
And, as leans with such unions in this life,
Bearing a child is merely meet—
To this husband and to this wife,
The babe’s brandied name is Bittersweet.


 

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