and then we met again,
now the strangers
became passing friends.
The more we meet along the way,
the more we could see
the love within one another’s eyes
that was meant to be.
From strangers to friends,
to lovers to remain
together forever more,
never forgetting
how we met along the way.
28 April 2008
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