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Jun 2015
You played your game
And I was your target
You played so well
That my heart bled.....
For you it was an excitement
But for me pain
My heart couldn’t take it anymore
And it said halt? Are you okay….?
The game is over said I
And it left me a stinging pain
abyssinia
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abyssinia  india
(india)   
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