Meeting You

February 4, 2008
I met you there,
Just thinking you don't care.
You ask me to talk,
But instead we take a long walk.
You want me to know,
You won't be a big foe.
I don't know you,
Even though you make me feel like new.
You walk me back,
But there is one thing you lack.
The deticated dance,
So we do a little prance.
You hold my hand,
On a big wide open land.

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