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In your wallet, our photo once smiled bright,

A symbol of love, a beacon of light.

But then everything shifted, everything changed,

The girl you adored; her actions rearranged.


Now that photo lies in the trash heap's deep,

With our love's remnants, where sorrows seep.

What's left is betrayal, a painful blow,

You've let me go, like a river's flow.

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