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Oct 28
I valued my currency
Time was value
Love was value
Value was currency
Currently currency was money
Time is money
So pardon my greed
When my love dulls the edges of your credit card
I valued my currency
You ask me to love you for free
And now I let you go
BECAUSE I VALUE MY CURRENCY
Paige
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Paige  17/F
(17/F)   
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   Bonny
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