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Nov 2017
Understand,
my heart played that dangerous game,
for many years..
without knowing the rules.
Love is as a magic trick.
Being blind is like another sad tune.
Our eyes see,
but our hearts are covered.
And once more,
I’ve been fooled.
Erica DeAngelo
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Erica DeAngelo
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