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5d
There are two people —
       the Lover and the Beloved.

       The Beloved is rare,
    a soul that loves without demand.

      The Lover? They take it all.

    They use the Beloved endlessly,
   then toss them aside like nothing.

    Wasted. Forgotten. Replaced.
Cost of love
Written by
Wine glass
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