a poem about the wrong person

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and although your gaze met mine,
and although you've held my hand,
we both know that this wasn't fate;
it was chance, a mere coincidence
disguised as something more

it's true that i do miss you;
i miss everything about you
however, both my mind and heart agree
that we simply were just not meant to be

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