WAS THERE A TIME...
Was there a time
When I wasn't fine;
Where was my mind
When love was unkind?
A summer night's air,
I was caught unaware;
So full was the passion,
Thr dreams that I had fashoned.
Can I, shall I, could I
Begin to feel any pain,
I know I needn't begin again,
Together we would win.
I shall always be bound, yet free,
By purest serendipity.
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