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Dec 2016
I hopped off without regret
things unknowingly were said
and my mind can't comprehend
why my thumb pressed send.

Closer, I get pushed away
farther, I get pulled back in
and every other day
one of us can get a win.

You're playing games, it seems
and your mind works in experienced teams.

Leave me be, I've seen enough
maybe I'll get back to it
when one of us returns less rough.
Daan
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Daan  Belgium
(Belgium)   
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