Confession I.

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Meeting was just a chance at the first time.
Meeting for a second time was a coincidence.
Meeting for a third time is a fate given to us.

But I tell you, i didn't fell for you in the third meeting nor second but at our first time seeing each other eye to eye.

Your hair was black as an ink but it made you more lovable than others.

Your eyes were not foreign and it made me feel familiar.

Your voice was melodious but not everyone think so.

They say i fell hard. No, i disagree.

I say I fell deep like submerging in the pacific ocean.

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