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LOUVERE'S POEMS LOU
I guess we're through.
I'm blue. Yes, it's true.
But, there's nothing to do.
There's nothing more to say.
It would not work anyway.
No matter how much many to be pay.
It's the end of the day.
I guess, it was'nt meant to be for you and me.
that's that, we were not compat.
We don't fit like a glove, we don't fit like a mitt.
