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| An innocent, accidental brush one strange day | ||
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| so much. | ||
| We were going in different directions in a rush. | ||
| Nothing that happened could have ever been planned. | ||
| Now we make time to see each other daily | ||
| for lunch. | ||
| We talk of holding hands on a vacation, | ||
| while we walk in the sand. | ||
| An accidental touch means so much. | ||
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| This Web site is copyrighted © 1998-2005 by Michael Hall | ||
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