~Fifteen~

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Every man I meet,
I am convinced could be the man
of my dreams.
We could be talking for a week,
or a year.
We could have everything in common,
or nothing at all.
And still I view them all the same.
And I refuse to be the person
who loves someone for what he can do for me
rather than the person himself.
So maybe staying single
is the kindest thing I can do. :)

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