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Mar 2018
When she cries, I will go to any length for her.
When she smiles, I do not believe in sadness.
When she thinks, I agree.
When she walks, I follow.

She doesn't know it yet, but I'm meant for her.
I don't think her girlfriend would thank me.
But she doesn't know what friends we were.
If only she knew, then she would see.
Sadly true.
Alex
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