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Sonnet 2

Okay, maybe our paths were meant to cross.
The question is one more of where and why
than if or how. You count it as a loss
that it was not a sooner time, but I,
I think the time was perfect in itself.
And what we have to learn, why we were thrown
together here intent to go through hell
is still a mystery that should be known.
Friendship is all I have to offer you
and you to me. To live in what if’s is
but only death and neither of us could
afford the consequence of trying this.
Things are not always solely what they seem,
and I will have to leave if you must dream.












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