The Player's Love
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One love.
Two individual.
Three personalities.
Four reasons.
One love for two individuals. Three personalities that created four reasons, reasons to break them apart. Reasons that always lurked inside yet unnoticed.
There's just so much meaning when they say...
Never love a player.
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