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dear iris,

i bet you’re with somebody now.

loving him with your precious heart.

oh it’s been three weeks.

very long weeks, i must say.

even i would go out with somebody after those weeks.

you know how impatient i am.

only if i don’t love you so much.

 

unless i don’t, i’m stuck here being a sucker for you.

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