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I wish that I
had met you, love . . . A long, long time ago . . . When we were
younger and the world . . . Was ours in which to grow . . . We
would have had so many days . . . To wander in the dawn . . .
And all the nights and all the stars . . . That are forever gone
. . . We would have held each other for . . . As long as it would
last . . . And in the mirror of today . . . We could behold the
past . . . But that was not the way of life . . . And nothing
we may do . . . Can now create the happiness . . . I might have
had with you . . . We would have had so many joys . . . To treasure
and recall . . . Where now my heart is grateful that . . .
We ever met at all.
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