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I wonder if fate will ever have us cross paths again
Will we stumble across each other on an averagely cold afternoon
As strangers, because thats what we always were
And would we fumble to form words and fidget with our hands forgetting why we ever were here
I know i would be crying, i always told you i would hold you and never let you go if we ever met
Because to me it was a dream, a daydream
You were my fantasy
A home in your arms, away from my misery
You had that effect on me
You still do, my heart beat is uneasy
And my eyes unable to look straight
I search for you in every stranger i meet
They all hold something close to you, but none as beautiful as you

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