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Jan 28
I had once held her in my arms,
I was at my point, happiest man,
she loves for who I am and I loved her too,
I kissed her under the bright stars and beautiful moon
On the night of cold January,  I was alone
And heartbroken,
She left
begged after begged,  she strays further,
Time after time I realized that the true form
of love is to LET GO.
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Patrick David J de Guzman
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Patrick David J de Guzman  25/M/Philippines
(25/M/Philippines)   
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     Rick and Ankit Kumar Singh
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