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When they cheat,
I, too, hide
what is left
When they run,
I, too, wonder:
where and why?
When they hurt,
I, too, recall
I'm not innocent
When they lie,
I, too, ignore
all their explanations
When they use,
I, too, erase
thoughts of them
But when someone tries,
I, too, lie awake
quite excited yet afraid
For when someone loves,
I, too, often stop
to ask: who, me?
And if someone is true,
I, too, cannot help
to hope it's you
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