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| Whose idea was it Do you think; Yours or mine? I think you asked me To be your soul mate And I was flattered. Or maybe I asked you If you would play the part Of the man So you could find me Because you know I am Facinated by romance. Or maybe we both agreed separately Without the conscious knowledge Of eachother. I'd like to imagine that. It makes the journey to you More enticing. Maybe we didn't agree at all. Maybe it just was. Maybe it will always be Just this way. Each lifetime is another journey Into your arms. Yes! I do believe I like it best This way. |
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