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More from me! (I don't like this as much. If anyone could fix it up, I'd appreciate it!)
I walk by you
Toes getting wet
From the puddles on the ground
From the rain that is beginning to end
And for one moment our souls connect
And tell us not to look
Not to see
Not to touch
And I don’t know why
You walk by me
Fingers too warm in gloves
Knit by someone who loves you
And for one moment our souls connect
And you know who I am
And you want to say
And you want to touch
And you don’t know why
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