In a parallel universe, I see you painting the clouds on a hill, you're reading a book on a library downtown, we meet each other through a friend on my favorite coffee shop, and in some of our other universes we grew up together and you saw how that scar lingers until we're older, my car broke down and you asked if i needed help, we bumped into each other on a crowded room, somehow, you're always there, we always find each other, because it feels like I've known you somewhere, in numberless forms, worlds, space and time.
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