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See You Again

I don’t know about you,
But time actually began to fly by,
When I finally was over the fact,
That you weren’t around me.

I came to look at my life,
In a perspective that,
We weren’t gonna build,
On what we started.

And only eighteen months later,
We find the opportunity,
To catch a glimpse of each other,
And spend time together.

The cliché stands,
You never know what you have,
Until it is gone,
Or we’re both gone for that matter.

I guess I can’t say I had you,
But I believe it could have been,
If the cards were in our favor,
And maybe one day they will be.

Allow me to work my magic,
And the illusion of hope will follow through,
If we both wish for the same thing,
It can happen.

This could be quite the fairy tale,
You play the princess,
And I could be the peasant player,
And sparks fly and evil to keep us apart.

I would climb the wall,
Cut through the deadly forest,
Slay the dragon,
Just to find you again.

Oh, what I wouldn’t do,
If the chance was right,
Or even if the chance was wrong,
With you in behind, it doesn’t matter.

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