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Mar 2020
I really liked her, most of the nights I would spend with her, even when all left I stood by her. Gave my all to make her happy, I was bold enough to stand and fight for her but never bold enough to tell her how I felt.
And now it's too late
She is in another man's arm
Reflected smile
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Reflected smile  25/M/Nigerian
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