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Maybe some time we'll meet again
In a remote case
I've hid my things to walk out
Letting it lead
And it's like a new feeling, right?
When the streets are lit
And there's that breeze
By the golden gate
On latter days
We used to watch the plays
Sat on the curb of soiled canals
But never felt the frozen rush
Like lovers would, would
If dancing takes place, I'd hope to be next to you
It's just the way I will miss you
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