One evening will come, I shall meet you, propose before
Again shall go away from,
You from here and I from, you and I
Promising to meet again
And as thus we shall keep dating, living in hope
But the things turn in their own way,
May or may not,
Maybe it that meeting would be the last meeting of ours.
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