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At some point we'll have to ask What is this? What are we? Chained to unsaid promises and games of unread replies There is something special about us as we can talk for minutes and hours fly by Can the moments we share strip away our ego and lay our hearts bare? We'll find our way through the hordes and we'll realize none of them strike a chord As we make our way back to each other as we find nothing within another Take my hand and I take yours and let's decide to move forward A bright future filled with moments of bliss we can look toward
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