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Dec 2012
Temporarily tortured realationship,
I thought I found where I fit in.
But she been promised to a guy before me,
Try all I like I can't win.

Trapped inside a ditch,
With only a shovel to get out.
I'll dig for days on end,
If I could only escape all this doubt.

I recall throwing myself down here,
But not the reason why.
The love I sought illudes me,
Can I just let it die?
I will remember you.
Wuji
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