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the end The pain of loving someone who at one time you truly knew only to discover he has turned into someone new one who is not what he was before someone who you want to close the final door once was ruled by love and in poverty survived but the feelings of the heart did keep both souls so alive now one is ruled by things and money so does his heart grow cold and I am tired of running so my heart will fold |
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