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Apr 2019
We all play the game,
                   Quite a risky one.
This time it involved my heart
                    And someone's.
Once you hold on,
                     You never let go.
That's a rule, most don't know.
Sharing glances stolen, ceased moments of pride and glee,
These are times, one is forced to believe, in a magic, a miracle only those involved can see.
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