strangers to strangers

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i met your hope on a train,
a bus fleeting to another town
where i could hear your thoughts
and read your mind

i didnt know where i was going
and so simply thought
that my love will die tommorow
along with the wheels' spin

i hoped to see you in a scene
from a movie, like a romance
but more so adventure,
and hoping so, i left the your dreams never knowing your name

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