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The chance of us meeting,
Never mind getting along.
There should be barriers between us,
But God made us one.
3,600 miles.
A language… culture, beliefs.
Yet when I am with you,
My heart feels at peace.
We don’t know why our paths crossed,
But it was meant to be this way.
And before I say goodbye,
I have one last thing to say.
Your name four times,
then followed by a laugh.
Because we both know,
we can’t sleep without that.

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