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Sep 2017
Why is it that we can be jealous of a thing we pushed away?
Is it because if I can't have it,
I don't want anyone to have it.
Let's call it,
Her.

Even though:
This jealousy is unfair;
To her,
To me.
Written by
Juju  16/M/South africa
(16/M/South africa)   
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