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For The One
Love is a game, a journey of sorts,
a search for the one who is right.
And of all the seekers, just what do they know,
are not all just travelers at night?
For it seems in darkness they search hill and dale,
hoping to find their true love.
Awash in the masses, a literal throng,
mixed in amongst push and shove.
And so, as you seek for to find it y...
Thursday 15th February 2024 12:35 am
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