The Lover
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Last published Sun, May 24, 2026
Love has never been a wonderful word to me.
But I kept on waiting for it.
Kept on praying and wishing and longing for the day that I would get to find love of my own. Not the love that they once had. I wanted it to last.
Is that too much to ask?
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