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Every day I stop an reminisce
For visions that come to me such as this
Memories of things that have not happened yet
How could they, since we havenít met
Yet they feel just like a memory should
Filled with tears an laughter, all so good
This probably makes no sense to some
Yet my love feels it too, an soon will come
No longer to cry out to the stars with my pleas
For we will be together, creating new memories

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