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Ah, love... Who can really figure it out? There's always something that brings us to our knees. I used to drif…

Ah, love... Who can really figure it out? There's always something that brings us to our knees. I used to drift from one fling to another, never letting anything stick, but who would've thought I'd get my heart broken one day too...

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