Paths cross, unlikely pair,
What's important is the care,
From moments into days,
Love is strange in many ways,
From days into weeks,
Grow in time with many tweaks,
Then it turns into many years,
All the fears and the tears.
Love is always in the air,
It seeks you, take it, if you dare.
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