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Realizing my time is short but my love is deeply engaged, in owning only sadness will be made. The eternal struggle, my love was real, to her it was fun, a folly not to keep and feel. When I am not present draw her near, I've come to the conclusion of my time here.
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May 26, 2020
May 26, 2020 at 3:56 AM UTC
The folly of love
Realizing my time is short but my love is deeply engaged, in owning only sadness will be made. The eternal struggle, my love was real, to her it was fun, a folly not to keep and feel. When I am not present draw her near, I've come to the conclusion of my time here.
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May 26, 2020
May 26, 2020 at 3:56 AM UTC
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