We had our paths, our flows so free,
They intersected once, for you and me.
We paused, we smiled, and memories we made,
But life's terrain took us on different shades.
I lost your hand, and we went astray,
Took separate ways, with each new day.
Yet, in my heart, a wish remains so true,
To meet again with you, where the horizon meets the blue.
Do you feel the same, or was it just a dream?
Did you find another path, another stream?
Did you meet another soul, on another day?
Or do you still recall, our fleeting way?
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