Seeing You

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Seeing You

I see you in the park,

In the store,

In the hall.

I see you wherever I go,

No matter how far,

No matter the distance,

Yet when I see you I fell something,

Something different,

Something new.

It may be hate,

It may be love,

On god will ever know.

Seeing you,

I don't want to,

With every step,

I know I have to,

See you.

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