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His love was a game of girls but her love was the dream of love

Maybe I was a peice of paper 📃,
And he had a permanent marker✒,
When he drew, it left a mark 📝
even on the other side 📄
not that 🙅he has gone 🏃
even if i turn the page 📜
no one 😅 can give it a new beggining 😰😩😢😭

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