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Jul 2015
I miss her eyes, smiles and kisses

Sadly, I gave it up for Liberty

A second chance is like Morningstar's offer

But I'd rather leave her be and live

Enticing is the thought of her in my arms

Leaving her was a bittersweet decision
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