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My One

Will you be the one
I whispered once, to her
The river on her face
Drowned my question
I’ll never be enough,
She murmured
The former took half of me.
We could make a one,
I said in between hiccups
A perfect one
‘Cause I’m half too!
I want a better one,
My Mr. right!
She blurted out and disappeared

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