Their Fate in my Hands

A poem from Friar Lawrence's perspective
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Juliet, o fair maiden,

I'm the only hope, you say

As the night goes by

I will make sure

The plan goes right

Romeo, my son

We will end the feud

But if it does not work out

Your love will continue

On another star

My potion, my hope

Given by God's hands

You are the ones to unite

I will bring peace

I keep my promises