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If you’re reading this, it’s over
The promise was for a life long love
And it would have been for so long a dream
But the tripod sometimes burns faster
And the fire can consume
For we rubbed the oil of love
And just when the heat would join us
The scars came alive singing
Of the pain of wrongs and maggots
So please just go ahead
And walk the talk.
Bose
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