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I try hard to erase you
From my mind
In the matter of love you
Are not of my kind
You see love in wealth
Power and glitz
You never come to me
Like a soft breeze
Better we should live
Our lives apart
My love is a fresh petal
Not a speck of dirt
I will not see you ever
You live in peace
To our days of love I
Will not ever miss
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