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"Do you know how much she loved you?
How much it pained her to let you go?
Did you know how much she's hurting,
When she whispered for you to go?

She'll never ever tell you,
But I thought that you should know;
That there was a girl who loved you,
Enough to let you go.

Before she left, she told me,
That she saw you on the streets.
She said she saw you with a girl,
Who was pretty, bright, and sweet.

She only wanted you to be happy,
All she's ever done was for you.
But seeing you now, she made a mistake.
I can see you loved her, too." - miranda j.

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