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Nov 2023
My favorite show lost its plot in my sight,
Games lack the thrill once felt in their height.
Realization hits, a truth now clear,
I loved them all when you were near.
Sometimes you love things not because you actually love them but because people around you bring meaning to them
Written by
Poetic Eagle  21/F/Zimbabwe
   Poetic Eagle
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