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Thursday, June 15, 2017

Samosa

Time and again, I see you walking down the street,
Over and over, just like before,
Once in a while you stop and say hello to me,
Just like you used to do before,
Time and again, it's like we were in love and then,
Over and over, nobody keeping score,
Once in awhile I think you notice when I smile,
That love still lingers in my eyes.

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