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May 2015
I do not know what you see in me
Be it the good or the bad
Be it the happy or the sad
The prospect of life can be in many different ways
However you're never open to any of them;
You try to bring me down in so many ways possible,
what is it that I have that you do not?
What is it that makes me different from you;
If we're talking about how inevitable love is,
I must say that you have won.
adbmz
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adbmz  Singapore
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