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I didn’t even know if you existed
But now if you are gone you will be missed
For among the crowds,
Many usually walks by
I might have seen your face before,
A little glimpse, for a second, for a while
It is strange indeed, how strangers meet
The bonds that are made, the secretes they keep
Like a book unopened
Awaiting to be discovered
A potential friend lies within every stranger.
Never knowing who you will meet
Will they share your views?
Or let you open your eyes to see
The side of things which you have never seen.
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