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Jul 13
The lover I used to call my own has finally made up his mind It took him a while but I’ve always known he wasn’t mine but we shared some time together that made me think he was my own I kept his number all I saw was another I knew and we were close he thinks his grown and finally made his decision it’s another and now we can’t know each other like before.
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Innocentia Hlophe  N/A
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     rick and Eryck
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