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Dec 2017
I can't understand why I still think of you
You're such a ****, for real; through and through
But you also paid me my best compliment
And you always said just what you meant
I suppose one day, I won't think of you
But I hope I find one who can do like you do
Written by
Krista DelleFemine  Massachusetts
(Massachusetts)   
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