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Golden Boy Gone - One

Humble Rat Prince
Poetry

I didn't expect anything and you didn't either.

We don't like to be held (you physically, me metaphorically).

We're in love with the same person.

We are losing them for the same reasons.

We are losing us in the same season.

Golden Boy Gone

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