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I saw it once,
I have no doubt;
But now can't place
It's whereabouts.

I try to think it,
Time and time;
But what it is,
Won't come to mind.

A word, a scent
A feeling, past
It will not show,
Though much I've asked.

And when it comes,
I soon forget
This is how I felt,
When we first met.

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