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We met at the wrong time.
That's what I keep telling myself anyway.
Maybe one day years from now,
we'll meet in a coffee shop
in a faraway city somewhere
and we could give it
another shot.
Unknown Poem, by Unknown Poet
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We met at the wrong time.
That's what I keep telling myself anyway.
Maybe one day years from now,
we'll meet in a coffee shop
in a faraway city somewhere
and we could give it
another shot.
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