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Oct 2015
In retrospect I should have lied,
left her alone till my heart died.
But we all know, I'm not that strong,
I couldn't help it, though it was wrong.

Now things are so different, from the start,
and I here I sit,and curse my heart.
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
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