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Feb 2020
I'll would love you, broke or wealthy...
My love for you is unconditional.
I loved you when you were a sick man or healthy.
Unconditional is my love.
I promised you Id stand by you and I wouldn't just run away.
But you know you can't treat me this way .
You know hurting me will never be OK.
My love for you was always unconditional.
But You Had To Know that There were always conditions to make me stay.
Wendy Buckley
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   Bogdan Dragos
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