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Oct 2012
In different
Circumstances
I could have called you
My Own.
Sadly,
Circumstances
Prevent us
From being
Together.
And he,
As my friend,
Must come before
Me.
I willingly betray
My own happiness
For yours, and for his,
Because of
Circumstance.
Written by
Connor Sullivan
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