as i was walking down the street i pass you by as you sat, wonderng have seen you before. where would we meet was it at a store, on we bus.? was we talking, or just a brief look. i seen her somewhere who knows. as
i walk by you look up and smile are thinking what i, m thinking or just being kind? .i never know for she got up and went her way. but it was that smile i will always remember. so did we met before? i will never know?
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