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Between you and I,
there is a string.
That twists and turns,
curls up and falls down.
That goes around every corner,
and over every bridge.

Between you and I,
there is a string.
That connects us through thick and thin,
right next to each other,
or miles apart.
It has no limit,
distance and time unable to affect it.

Between you and I,
there is a string.
That is unbreakable,
unrelenting,
unstoppable.
And with it,
we will always have one another.

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