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He doesn’t know her favourite book, song or movie.

Nor does he know her favourite word, poem, or writer.

She doesn’t know his favourite team, player or sport.

Nor does she know his favourite season, city or food.

But, all they know is,

No matter what,

When the planets stop rotating,

And the world starts shrinking,

When the time needs no minutes,

And the memories start fading,

They’ll be there,

Holding on to their favorites.

 
 
 

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