Amidst the murmurs of disapproving tongues, Their love burgeons as an anthem unsung.
In the tapestry of society's disdain, They find solace casting off the chains.
Keep a rose in a garden of thorns, Keep a lone nightingale in a world that scorns,
Their love a symphony echoing defiance Against the discordant notes of societal alliance.
For love knows not the bounds that humans weave,
It cares not for the judgments that they conceive.
In the tapestry of their hearts, colors blend, Defying the constraints that society would send.
Through the veiled glances and the hushed remarks,
Love blooms resilient like ethereal sparks.
For in the crucible of adversity, they find
A love that transcends the narrow confines.
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