I Know A Lot About Her.
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What you know now?
I already do.
You can’t tell me about her.
Because I use to love her.
I know her moods.
And you probably do too.
I know her greed.
That’s why she’s no longer with me.
She had her dreams.
But we wasn’t on the same page.
But we both have succeeded.
Maybe not in the same way.
So, you can’t tell me about her.
Because I use to love her.
More than you could imagine.
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