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The players are not the same But game is still the same What a shame ! Another Season has come and gone She sits alone Loneliness echos loud around her 'Be still' a voice inside instructs Quiet your impulses But her urges persist, she needs someone Anyone, She wants to be spooned May be even forked So...she heads to a favourite joint One day she will purge the urge One day she'll have one she will call her own Permanently !!!!
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Oct 25, 2025
Oct 25, 2025 at 12:56 AM UTC
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The players are not the same But game is still the same What a shame ! Another Season has come and gone She sits alone Loneliness echos loud around her 'Be still' a voice inside instructs Quiet your impulses But her urges persist, she needs someone Anyone, She wants to be spooned May be even forked So...she heads to a favourite joint One day she will purge the urge One day she'll have one she will call her own Permanently !!!!
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Oct 25, 2025
Oct 25, 2025 at 12:56 AM UTC
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