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One day you'll walk in the door
I don't know what you'll look like
I don't know what you'll be like
All of a sudden our eyes will meet and we'll know
Maybe I already know you
Maybe I talk to you everyday
Maybe I still have yet to meet you
But whatever the case I know realizing who you are will be wonderful
We'll be together till death do us part.
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This is so sweet. I love the hope portrayed. I've been reading (and writing) cranky poetry all night, and this was like a breath of fresh air! Thank you. :)
