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A Heart With No History
When I saw your wayward ways
My heart switched into reverse
This was far from what I wanted
An outcome so plainly perverse
Yours was a heart with no history
We were strangers, noon till night
The one I married was a mystery
A mirror that reflected no light
Tales you told me of your past
Turned out to be little but fiction
I stood next to a stranger when
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Tuesday 1st September 2020 10:43 am
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